Museum of Demons

"deep…"

Dong Yuefeng stared at the quaint writing blankly.

In the silence, only Bai Ze's snoring sounded constantly.

The old man helped his forehead and naturally thought, "...Is it the Resurrection Sage Yan Yuan?"

"The benevolent man who denies himself and restores courtesy?"

"He actually has this...this way..."

The old man was speechless. He didn't know how to describe the heroic and uprightness in these words for a while. He didn't know what was going on. Looking at these words, the museum owner appeared in his mind, and finally his voice paused. Weirdly said:

"Is there such a frank and upright side?"

"It seems that some stereotypes can't be fully believed. Yan Yuan has never been an official. He seems to be able to deal with the poor. However, gentle and elegant like him, he will say,'You can kill but not insult. The next thing is not the prince's words?"

"This, this is too..."

The old man sighed, "This is too straightforward."

"It's almost comparable to the master of the guard."

………

The **** of support has restored the form of human beings, but it’s hard to say how good his mood is. Ordinary humans, orcs, even gods can’t hurt him, because he is a **** who can afford the concept of heaven, but now , Jiuli Jia's destructive power of Tianzhu level really caused him trauma.

Even if it is to restore human form.

His right arm is still empty, and he doesn't need makeup at all to play the Condor Heroes.

At the moment, the angry, painful God of Suspension looked sluggish and expressionless.

But it wasn't the reason for his defeat that caused his expressionless complexion.

It was because he was surrounded by a bunch of people in the form of monsters in the mountains and seas of Kunlun.

The hot pot was tumbling steamingly, and the various foods inside, lamb slices, duck blood, and vegetables were tumbling. The stone noodles sat down without changing the color, and then lightly took out a portion of the hot pot noodles and put them into the pot.

The craftsmanship was almost so proficient that the waiter next to him was amazed.

He lowered his head and looked at Shi Yi: "What do you mean by bringing me here...?"

"Don't want to come?"

Shi Yi said concisely: "Then can you still fight now?"

There was heavy silence and shook his head.

Shi Yi wondered: "Then you can't fight, do you want to cry?"

Heavy anger.

"of course not!"

Shi Yi stretched out his chopsticks and soaked his hairy belly in the soup, calmly and sensibly:

"Then you can neither fight nor cry, why don't you come to eat?"

Heavy:"……"

I couldn't refute it.

The drunk father next to him said with his tongue: "Old Shi, be careful, the hairy belly can be rinsed for seven seconds, otherwise it will be too old after the fire."

Shi Yi helped his sunglasses: "In terms of time, I never make a mistake."

And he sat down blankly.

After a while, there was an apron with the words ‘Hai Lao’ written in multiple places on his body.

A bow tie was intimately tied on the broken left arm.

Shi Yi nodded, was silent for three seconds, turned his head, his shoulder twitched.

Then he twitched violently.

Turning his head, without changing his face, he said seriously:

"suitable for you."

He venomously stuffed the meat slices covered with sesame sauce into his mouth, which seems to be the credit of the delicacy. The expression on his face does not seem so stiff and violent. It is a little better. Then I followed Zhuan Xu and ate a lot of human delicacies, who Those who talk about things only know that they are doing things and sneer secretly.

Should you eat or eat, drink water if you are thirsty, and say something cheesy.

It is the villain of the evil demon in various martial arts dramas.

You are conspiring the world, you still have to wipe your shit, don't use paper if you have the ability.

He replied: "Anyway, thank you for saving me and throwing away your salary card."

"I owe you a favor."

Shi Yi replied: "Okay, I've written down this favor."

"I happen to have something I want."

"what?"

"Is there any leftovers from the clay Nu Wa made people? After all, you are carrying the sky. Nu Wa gave you some as rewards back then?"

Although Nuwa's clay is very valuable, she nodded without hesitation.

"There is still a part left."

Shi Yi nodded.

Slow down the channel again:

"After all, it was I who caused you to actively give up the rewards you got from traveling in the world."

Shi Yi's face was calm: "It's okay."

This question and answer was extremely cold and decisive.

No matter it was Shi Yi, or it seemed to be heavy, it seemed that he had never lost face to the gods at this time.

At this time, Shi Yi raised his right hand, his palm shook, and a pile of salary cards hung down directly, without changing his face, adding:

"Anyway, I have other salary cards."

Just promised to take out a piece of Nv Wa's human-making clay with a sluggish look:

"Ok??!"

Shi Yi answered slowly:

"Money is the result that workers get after completing tasks within a certain period of time. As the **** of time, it makes sense for me to work 300 jobs at the same time, isn't it?"

"Control time, acceleration time."

"Compact the work that requires piece counting to be completed in one second."

Heavy:"……"

Shi Yi glanced heavily: "As for what you are doing during this period, I have a good place to go."

On the second day, during the day, he was wearing a half-sleeve and camouflage uniform outside. Standing on a construction site, the foreman patted his shoulder. Unloaded, it's okay, I heard that your body is very good at cultivating?"

"Don't worry, we charge by piece here."

Carrying steel bars on his shoulders, gritted his teeth and looked at Shi Yi: "You..."

"How can you live such a life!"

"How can you tolerate such treatment? Take the initiative to do these inferior things? How can you mix with them?!"

He was extremely angry.

Shi Yi's expression was as normal as usual and answered:

"Because I am a god."

"you……!"

Unable to say anything more for a while.

I just don't know why, I always feel that I have forgotten something.

What is it?

………

"Yesterday, a huge earthquake occurred in the Guanzhong area and it has been brought under control."

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Qian Mausoleum has been damaged to a certain extent."

"There were no casualties."

A person lowered his head and watched the news feed on his mobile phone. In Qianling, the entire underground collapsed because of a blow from the furious **** of heaven, Pangu original scripture, and finally at the time of the battle in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor not far away. , A girl who should have been placed in the coffin opened her eyes.

"...It seems to be gone."

She stretched out her hand, pushed aside the coffin, then jumped out of it, and patted her clothes.

"Strange...why, I don't remember anything."

"Where is this place?"

She whispered suspiciously.

The reshaped body of the **** of support walked out of the dark Qianling tomb, came outside, and then was arranged as a staying tourist to get on the bus back to the city, and finally saw this world completely different from the subconscious mind, girl All are ravaged by the crushing of the times, whispering.

She walked vaguely but aimlessly.

Such a picture seems to be lost, or that there is no insight to deceive, at least it looks very deceptive, and it falls into the eyes of some caring people, especially the remodeled body has a dignified and beautiful face, and it is natural. Attracted the eyes of some people with ulterior motives.

The two women who looked very enthusiastic like the aunts of the neighbor next door glanced at each other.

‘It’s a pretty girl. ’

‘Lost you? Heh...it looks like a student, so foolish. ’

‘Then who is looking for a daughter-in-law for his son? ’

‘Oh, yeah, this figure, what it looks like...tsk, it’s valuable. ’

The two women approached with harmless smiles and said hello:

"Hello... little girl."

The girl turned her head, her eyes were blank, pure and harmless, and she was quite weak to deceive the little white rabbit with a soft smile.

………

"So, I'll just stay with Taotie for the time being, and I don't know what to do with him. In this situation, Kunlun is in a neutral position. It is hard to say that the mountain gods from all walks of life in Kunlun will help us. It is scattered mountains and seas, and there are still huge deserts that are still intact."

"And the ancient emperor, the two gods of Kua, and the chaos that died because of them."

"There are also Jiuyou, and the legendary ruins."

"I always feel that the world doesn't seem to be that huge anymore."

"What should I do? Sometimes I really feel a bit dilemma, a terrible headache."

The emperor whispered and replied: "Naturally, we must stand up and try to counterattack..."

"Since King Yu has completely separated the opponent, he has already given a chance."

"Conquer the weak one first..."

"Subduing the strong...As for the strong or the weak, you will naturally be in control."

The whispered voice slowly lowered. It was originally a short-lived recovery. The First Emperor, who had not yet fully condensed his soul, closed his eyes. After experiencing his childhood experience, he fell asleep peacefully while there were others. .

"Really, it's simple, I'm not you."

Wei Yuan whispered a few words, seeing the emperor quietly sleeping, his eyebrows stretched out, not frowning as they did in the past.

When Bai Qi saw Wei Yuan holding the Iron Eagle Sword in his hand, the emperor was still asleep, with a sigh in his eyes, Wei Yuan stretched out his finger to his lips, signaled Wu Anjun to come out with him, and then sighed in relief. There was a familiar voice.

It's the candle nine yin—

After solving the external affairs, come back.

Something.

Wei Yuan nodded slightly. In fact, he also had a lot of things to ask. Even if Zhu Jiu Yin didn't find him, he would go back and ask. A mortal in the first life, Wei Yuan was not qualified to come into contact with mythological concepts at all. He had heard a little bit, so he had to ask clearly, and he actually had a vague sense of what this so-called mythological concept really meant.

The mythological concept of gods...

And why the heroes who fought with the gods and gods in prehistoric times must have their own weapons.

Xuanyuan Sword, Chi You Demon Soldier, Xing Tian Axe, Shennong Whip, Drag Shadow Sword, Sun Shooting Bow.

What is the connection between the two?

But we still have to wait for Zhu Jiuyin to say it personally. Before that, Wei Yuan still has to solve one thing. He turned around and saw that he looked elegant and looked like a forty year old, still handsome and handsome. His eyes were as deep as the white rising of the deep sea, and the latter smiled back.

Wei Yuan grabbed the phone subconsciously.

………

After half a day.

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

The old celestial master saw Wei Yuan who had suddenly visited before.

I was shocked: "You, what are you doing again?!"

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and said, "Of course I'll give you wine, haha, fellow Zhang Daoyou, you're welcome, you're welcome, come, this is the wine I got during this period of travel, and I sent it to you specially. This is from the Great Wilderness of the Republic of China. Good wine, the taste is clear, you must taste it, and this, this is the wine brewed by the sacred beast Baize himself, this, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, this is brewed by the old mountain master of Kunlun God Chongwu himself with the hundred fruits in the mountains. ."

"And this, this is brewed by the mountain **** of Taiqi with the clear spring in the mountain, this, and this, and this, and this, you have to drink it, haha, the nine virtues of the sky, the **** of water made by himself with the water that nurtures the divine nature, good thing, Good stuff!"

Wei Yuan had a gentle smile, and his sleeve robe looked like a mountain.

Constantly took out bottles of rare wine in the world.

In a short while, the old Taoist table was filled up, and they were all legendary wines, and Zhang Ruosu's eyes were about to stick. The corners of his mouth twitched and said: "Nothing to do, Wei Yuan."

He pondered: "Is the old Taoist priest, I'm dying?"

"How come, I think you are so good that you can live for a few hundred years."

The old man was suspicious: "But you are so kind to me suddenly, I always feel that my life is exhausted."

"Or did you do something?"

Wei Yuan laughed heartily: "Oh, look at you, what can I do?!"

"No, I just miss you. I think I need to bring you some good wine for Fellow Zhang. If you don't like it, I will send it to Mr. Lin Shouyi." Zhang Ruosu dubiously took out a bottle of wine and squinted. He smelled his eyes, and said with a drunken face:

"Then what's the matter with you?"

"In fact, nothing happened."

"It's just that a friend wants to introduce you."

Wei Yuan said honestly.

After the old man poured out a glass of wine carefully and took a sip.

He pointed to the figure that appeared behind him, and said, "Introduce."

"This is my senior."

"White rise."

PS: The third update today...... Three thousand eight hundred words

Buffer chapter, happy winter solstice everyone, have you eaten dumplings?