Museum of Demons

On the mountainside, Hundred Ghosts travel at night, and the carnival is endless.

The bluish-white light shone the whole mountain gloomy.

Carnival, ecstasy, endless joyous and hustle and bustle sounded from far away.

And under the mountain.

The broad blade of the octagonal sword vibrated and chopped heavily. The demon on the opposite side held the sword with a gun with the hilt in both hands. The more the sword body became stronger, the demon only felt that the pressure was getting greater and greater. Do everything possible to resist the strange power of this sword.

There was a low roar in his throat, because he tried his best, his face was a little distorted.

Suddenly, the strength of the sword vented directly and cleanly. The demon couldn't react in time. The action still maintained the appearance of resisting the slashing. The force was so strong that it staggered forward, and the empty door opened wide. Wanting to re-adjust his posture, a broken sword has already been reversed to the main gun handle.

After that, he was directly beheaded by the Eight-faced Han Sword.

Fell to the ground and died completely

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief and slid the sword on the ground. He was slightly exhausted. When he turned over to kill, he also painted a little bit of color, but correspondingly, all the evil spirits in this room had been killed and fell to the ground. After this fierce battle in the ghost domain, his swordsmanship and Xuanyuan swordsmanship all the way to the battlefield have made him more proficient.

After breathing well, Wei Yuan put the long sword into the scabbard behind, buckled the broken sword with his right hand, and walked slowly around this place.

This place is not too big.

After searching for it, relying on the breath of the witchcraft and evil spirit technique that envelops the feather robe, he finally found the righteous master, but he was buried in the ground beyond Wei Yuan's expectation. Wei Yuan rolled up his sleeves. He picked up the weapon in the hands of the demon and used it as a shovel, dug for a while, digging the knife and breaking the blade, then dug out the box.

The exquisite and luxurious wooden box was wrapped in an illusory black-red light.

Wei Yuan cast a punishable evil charm on his palm, which covered the mana, and then cautiously grabbed the box.

When he touched the box, a stern, mournful howling sounded into Wei Yuan's ears.

"why why!!"

"You brother brothers, you hurt me! You hurt me!!"

There is no need to react with the crouching tiger's waist card, Wei Yuan crouching tiger decisively moves, and this distraction has been driven out.

It's just that the volume of the volume "Weird Forces, Random Gods, Strange Seventeen", which was opened when I stepped into the hotel, has once again undergone unexpected changes. Originally, the main body of the scroll was the **** the second floor of the inn looking towards the sky, and fell on the ground, unwilling to die. Withered bones, but now everything on the picture scroll is beginning to reversely change, white bones and flesh, waste soil sprouted, emitting a pale white light.

Wei Yuan controlled his body and left this place, hiding himself, before the picture scroll slowly unfolded before his eyes.

………………

The story starts from a long time ago.

In the town by the Luo River, there is a wealthy couple with two sons. The eldest son is simple and stable, and the younger son is frivolous and arrogant. The couple loves the younger son, but worry about his temperament, in order to prevent the younger son from losing. Guangjiaye, when they passed away, gave most of the family property to the eldest son and asked him to take care of his younger brother.

The eldest son did as promised.

Time passed slowly, and everything was calm.

But the youngest son did something absurd because he saw a beautiful girl and didn't want to eat.

He knew that the girl did good.

So in the spring, I cut the wheat seedlings in my own wheat field, so I couldn't eat, like a disaster victim.

Successfully met the girl.

But he still wanted to go further. It was obvious that although the girl was dressed in simple clothes, she was obviously not a poor family, and she did not have a family property. Perhaps because of this, he could not get acquainted with the girl. So he found his brother and knelt down and cried. He kept begging and quarreling and separated his brother's family, but he got the silk, satin, wine and delicacies that he thought was enough to match the girl.

But the girl didn't care about these.

He painfully discovered that the young girl looked at him with the same gaze as it looked at the victims of the disaster that day.

He is not reconciled.

A flame was burning in his heart.

At this time, a sorcerer found him——

He knew the girl's identity, and knew how to keep her behind.

So he went to find his eldest brother.

The picture in front of Wei Yuan gradually became distorted, and the resentment on the wooden box in his hand began to erupt, blurring the picture, making this picture more real. Wei Yuan saw a pair of similar-looking brothers drinking in a dimly lit room. , The younger brother behaved very honestly, it seems that the prodigal son is turning around.

The elder brother was very happy and was drunk.

But he didn't find that his brother hadn't touched the drink.

The candlelight glowed blue.

The elder brother got drunk and fell asleep on the table.

The younger brother raised the sharply sharpened axe and chopped it down at his brother.

Finally he stood in a pool of blood and said:

"Big Brother, you and I are brothers, please help me again."

He used his blood relatives, resentment, and unwillingness as a medicine, and made the most filthy thing in the world. He lied that his brother was dead, cried and cried, attracted the kind-hearted goddess, and conspired with the sorcerer, and was able to use the magic of witchcraft Seal the feather robe and bury it in the ground.

But the goddess is the goddess after all, and the spirit of heaven and earth is still there.

The younger brother was crazy and could not get close to the body.

Until one day, Crouching Tiger was attracted.

………………

The picture in front of Wei Yuan slowly dissipated.

But at the same time, another voice sounded. It was the former school lieutenant Sili, with a quiet voice.

"This person called the goddess his wife to the outside world, and wrote the story of the so-called love between the goddess and the mortal, which is really ridiculous, but one thing is quite strange. When I waited for her to be captured, he was handed over to the prison for interrogation. Under a lot of torture, he only said that everything he did was the request of a scalper left by his parents."

"It was the cattle who ate the seedlings of the wheat field. The cattle asked for silk, fine wine and good food."

"In the end he killed a scalper, a monster."

"What he said seems to come from the bottom of his heart."

The voice of Lieutenant Si Li paused, playing with the taste:

"However, he has no cows."

"Or, such a cow does exist, but the scalper monster is himself."

"He cut the wheat seedlings, so he said it was done by the demon; he wanted to covet the silk, the fine wine and the food, which was what the demon said; he killed the blood relatives, but said that he was beheading the demon, and everything he did was cows. The demon, and the bull demon, is also himself."

"Put the blame on the monsters, so the person who can be free from guilt and act recklessly is also one of the monsters."

"I am Du Yu, the lieutenant of the senior official of the Jin Dynasty, and the future generations, in this matter of people and demons, and behave and refrain from doing things like this. As a person who slashes demons, don't let demons live from their hearts.

The voice of Lieutenant Si Li slowly disappeared.

And the dossier that Wei Yuan Lingtai saw finally revealed its true meaning, just like the previous picture of the mountain king, there are two changes in the temple and the demon, this picture scroll seems to be burned by flames, and the overall color becomes gray in a short time. , The sky is dim, the earth towers into mountains, and the whole place is dead.

The celestial lady on the mountain enveloped her breath, a young man on the earth stared at the celestial lady with his head up.

Wei Yuan made the dossier slowly rotate.

The shadow of the youth stretched and turned into a scalper.

The scalpers and the youth move forward together and follow each other step.

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When the dossier was turned over in the Lingtai, the youth and the bull demon merged into one, regardless of each other.

His skin seemed to have been burned by flames, scorched and distorted, with hideous cracks, a terrifying face, and black pupils. He looked back in Wei Yuan's direction, grinned, and his mouth was full of sharp teeth.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and the picture finally disappeared completely. It seems that because of the picture just now, the black and red aura that sealed the wooden box of feathers was slowly twisted and surged. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the seal. :

"Let's go away, I take your grudges back for you."

The black and red aura rose up and turned into a young man, kneeling down in the void and knocking his head before dispersing.

Wei Yuan stuffed the wooden box into his arms.

He looked up at the mountain, raised his hand to drive away ghosts, disguised his vitality, pretended to be a ghost coming to celebrate his birthday, and quickly walked up the mountain.

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