Museum of Demons

In the lucid dream, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Xuanyuan, Xing Tian, ​​and even the Shennong clan all followed Zhu Jiuyin's outstretched fingers and looked at the museum owner with a confused face. Xuanyuan and Xing Tian's eyes were stunned at first, and then an angry look appeared at the traitor. .

We thought you were gay!

You actually play us? !

You have such a brain!

Shennong was suspicious.

Even Wei Yuan's previous performance made him feel something unfathomable.

Does it mean that this is also the fault of the wise?

I like to pretend to have no brains, and then mix with the brainless reckless man, watching the reckless man's reaction, and my heart is dark, oh... Why do you think about it, it seems a little boring?

Um, wait...

Mixing in the reckless man, watching the reckless man's reaction, I feel dark in my heart...

Seems a little familiar.

Shennong's thoughts froze, and finally he controlled himself not to turn his head to look at a gray-robed man with ancient eyes who also met this standard and definition, Xing Tian angrily said: "You actually, they are a group, You actually have a brain?!"

The face on the chest and abdomen roared: "That's it!"

"You lied to us before?!"

"That's it!"

Wei Yuan subconsciously said: "No, I didn't..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Wei Yuan regained his strength, and looked at Xing Tian and Xuanyuan who were looking forward to him.

As Mr. Tu Shan, he easily found the pit in this question. Xing Tian's answer was full of pitfalls. Do you agree that you have brains, are wise, belong to a traitor and get beaten up, or do you say you have no brains.

Facts have proved that these old gangsters will only appear to be in arrears in their IQ when they face Wuhou and Zhulong. When they pit each other, their IQ will instantly increase.

Tu Shanyuan was silent. .

Still pinching his nose and jumping.

"I have no brains."

Xuanyuan was overjoyed, Xingtian was overjoyed, spread his arms and embraced:

"Ahhhahaha, from today onwards, we are good friends!"

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "No, the ancestors, the generations are messed up, messed up."

The white-clothed conspiracy master was thoughtful, and the feather fan shook lightly, covering his face, and said, "A Yuan is only a middle-aged person, if he wants to enter this game, I am afraid that he will use himself as a chess piece, right? His level of ingenuity It is better to commit suicide on the spot than to calculate that others are not capable of doing so.”

laugh.

There seemed to be an arrow piercing the heart in the air.

The guard's body stiffened.

Rather than commit suicide...

The young mastermind said: "So, Liang guessed that the only person who can participate in this game is to rely on his characteristics of reincarnation and immortality. Rather, it was a rampage in despair, rushed into this chess game, and disrupted the layout."

"After all, although people can't see themselves the most, it's easy to estimate their own behavior. However, most generals know each other but do not know themselves. This is one of the biggest reasons for the collapse of famous generals. Wasn't his brain working well when he laid out his life?"

Ku Chi.

There was a feeling in the air again, as if an arrow had pierced the heart.

Wei Yuan's palm trembled.

Think of yourself in the Ming Dynasty.

The teenager added: "I'm not saying it's too stupid, but it's a lack of self-awareness."

"On the contrary, it makes the judgment of the overall situation clearer, and that's all."

"Only can A Yuan, who is already very affectionate, use himself as a chess piece. Otherwise, he will definitely hesitate to flip the table directly. After all, although the great teacher taught him Taoism, he was mixed up when he was a child. Those who belonged to the Yellow Turbans, in a sense, grew up in the den of the rebel army."

"And the virtuous teacher, I have seen the person who flipped the table most thoroughly."

"It's about the same as Laiyuan."

For the third time, a heart-wrenching voice came.

The master of the guard house, you can't afford to fall to the ground.

Ah Liang, you insult me!

How did he insult you?

He repeated what I did.

Zhu Jiu**: "You guessed it right, but if it was you, what would you do?"

The white-clothed mastermind's feather fan shook slightly, and said calmly, "Therefore, I am suspicious."

Wei Yuan was stunned.

The young mastermind thoughtful and said: "The enemy is dark and I am also dark, and the enemy is too strong, I will be alone, so I should set up a suspicious array, set up all over Shenzhou, and leave behind, even after death, It is also a game against enlightenment after years, even though I am dead, I am still in the squad, and my plans are still there, and I can still retreat from the enemy."

"The first step is to interfere with the secret and make the other party misestimate the time of my death."

"The enemy is one."

He stretched out his second finger and said plainly:

"Then, with another part of the backhand, I created another fictional person. Although the strategy is mine, I must attribute these strategies to another person, a non-existent person, this non-existent person, will be in the The time after my death, in a different place, played against enlightenment."

"It's not to beat him, it just needs to cause him some trouble."

"In this case, Enlightenment will be restrained by this non-existent enemy."

"This person caused him trouble and he couldn't find him."

"I think this person is fake, but I can't find any evidence, because Liang has already passed away."

"The Doubt Formation is two."

"When I recover, if this identity is still there, then I can go forward, I can control the back hand, and continue to make this one; retreat is to be able to use the identity I left in the past to make this fictitious identity real, and refine the fake to the real. , and completely grasp the enemy in his hands."

The young mastermind's eyes narrowed slightly: "Since this person existed in the past, exists now, and has traces in all history from the past to the present, then it must not be said that this person is fictitious."

"This is, conspiracy to attack the third."

"Suspicious formation, confounding the enemy, all you do is to use the sword. If you can't use the sword, it is meaningless."

The master in white stretched out his finger: "And the last step is probably what Yuan will do."

"Leave something for yourself to use for your rise, and then sacrifice yourself with a sword to cut off the chessboard. On the one hand, use chaos to disrupt the chessboard, and on the other hand, leave enough impression on Enlightenment to make him think that I am indeed dead. , and by the death of Liang, to achieve the previous three-move pawn."

"It's just a pity that A Yuan doesn't have a long-term strategy, and there is a high probability that he will only take the last step, but that's exactly what he's doing. On the contrary, it's hard to predict his behavior. Looking for a good hand."

Wei Yuan: "..."

was sunk.

Just now, Zhu Jiuyin was actually said to be another chess holder. The owner of a certain museum was actually dark in his heart, and even had a floating feeling. Now he is sitting there in a burnt-out attitude, falling into the time of the sage, and he even has a feeling in his heart. A helpless sigh, the gap is too big, the earth is terrifying.

If that life followed Ah Liang's plan, I'm afraid he is really a chess player now.

It is an opponent who is boundlessly guarded by enlightened beasts.

Thinking about it this way, in the so-called travels of the world in the Ming Dynasty, the results obtained were too little.

And whether these things that Ali said can be done.

The death of Zhuge and his retirement from Sima Yi has been passed down for thousands of years. Tsukasa is like this, so why not do it again?

Wei Yuan never doubted Ah Liang in terms of strategy.

To put it mildly, in fact, it was Ji Han who was dragging Ah Liang back.

Just a mixed feeling of frustration and pride in my heart.

"Even when he was at the peak of his strategy, is he still so far away from Ah Liang?"

…………

After the juvenile mastermind finished talking about his plan, Zhu Jiuyin opened the barrier, and said in a flat tone what Wei Yuan did in the Ming Dynasty, "So, you know how to play this bad game."

The young man was surprised, his eyes glanced at the burnt-out pavilion master, the feather fan shook slightly, and said:

"I see."

"However, after I woke up, I felt fortunate to see A Yuan like this..."

"Happy?" The only person beside him is allowed to watch.

In other words, Shennong, the only one who should still be able to keep up with the rhythm, is puzzled.

"Yes, it means that he has a good life in the past."

The white-clothed mastermind, Feather Fan shook lightly and sighed: "When will ordinary people have to use their ingenuity and courage to survive? It must be boundless despair and tragic. If there is a Ming generation, Yuan has no past, no future, no Companions, even, no enemies."

"He can only recall the chaos in the world, and the catastrophe of the world will come."

"But when and who will do it, he doesn't know."

"It's as if the sky and the earth are vast and boundless. Only one person is walking. The earth doesn't know when it will collapse. Everyone you know may be an enlightened dark child. Under this kind of despair, people will fight Do your best to use your resourcefulness, constantly scrutinize and think every night, looking for the only possible way to survive and possibly break the opponent's strategy."

The boy said: "He was like that in the late Han Dynasty."

"It's just that at that time, he didn't need to think about the opponent who destroyed the world. At that time, I was also there, and in the Ming Dynasty he could only rely on himself, or in other words, he finally made a sword of death, using himself as a chess piece, and taking the ages as the chessboard, Crash into the chessboard of the Three Realms."

"It's better to be alone and brave, or it's better to be tragic without going back..."

The young feather fan moved slightly and said:

"However, Liang is curious. At that time, what were you doing, Zhu Jiuyin?"

"Are you watching again?"

Shen Nong's scalp was numb, and his face became bitter.

again?

How can these two people stab the opposite side at will?

It's just that this young man didn't go any further to persecute, he just smiled and said:

"However, don't ask Liang, when faced with Xuande, Liang had a lot of thought. Besides, the way to know people, you should tell you to see his courage in the face of disasters, and look at his faith in the hope of things. Come, your generation will appear in real form, is it Yuan's performance that makes you finally willing to trust him?"

"Before this, he was just a **** in these vast years, or a rough jade."

The gray-robed man's tone was flat: "Marquis Zhuge, do you like to test people so much?"

"Liang, just curious."

The gray-robed man said noncommittally: "Yes, in my eyes at that time, he was only one of the living beings, and there was no difference. He should be treated equally, but I never thought that he would actually sharpen his edge in the chaotic world and change the world. It is the unparalleled hero."

"He was not qualified in the past."

"Before you came out of the mountain, you faintly moved the world with the relationship of Shuijing Baqi."

"With repeated defeats, he cast the appearance of Liu Xuande's great ancestor and the appearance of hegemony."

"In the end, you will bring the people you need to change the world with Xu Shu, the eight wonders of the water mirror, isn't it the same?"

? ? !

Shen Nong's pupils shrank, and for a while he felt his scalp tingling.

The boy's always smiling eyes seemed to be fully opened, and his eyes reflected on the opposite side, not the Pinghu, but the unfathomable abyss.

He smiled and said, "So, we are the same kind of people."

"And you're wrong. The relationship between me and Xuande is absolutely false."

"It's just a little different, I won't do these things to A Yuan."

The voice paused.

The boy's eyes were smiling again: "However, you compare yourself with the relationship between Liang and Xuande."

"Could it be that you think your relationship with A Yuan is similar?"

Shennong: "..."

The gray-robed man said calmly to himself:

"Idiots are disgusting, and smart people seem to be easy to kill."

"Hahahaha, Tian Gang, are you comparing Yang Xiu and Liang who are not as good as they are?"

The young mastermind laughed, and then said:

"It seems that you can at least trust Zhu Jiuyin. In this chaotic world, I hope you and I can join hands with each other and live in harmony."

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The young man put down the feather fan and held up the tea cup, with an elegant and gentle smile, which made people subconsciously want to trust.

But it made Shennong feel an inexplicable kind of being seen through, such as the fear of falling into an abyss.

It was only at this time that I realized that just now, the two of them, from tit-for-tat attacking each other to forming an alliance, just raised their heads stiffly while talking and laughing, and looked at the museum owner who was comforting the burnt-out, and a sentence suddenly appeared in their minds. talk.

I should be there, I shouldn't be here.

"You and I join forces, and you have the bravery of Yuan, you can still give it a shot."

The gray-robed man raised his glass, and the two seemed to finally reconcile.

The war without gunpowder is over.

It should have been like this...

originally…

After a while.

Shennong held his rice bowl and looked at the picture in front of him.

Two pairs of chopsticks caught the same Longjing shrimp, and they would not let go.

Wise people are always similar, the same arrogance, the same pride, even the taste is similar, and now, even Dayi and Chiyou are a little bit unable to eat. With the bowls and chopsticks, it is abruptly unable to put down the chopsticks.

The gray-robed man's eyes were Canggu: "This is the one who dropped the chopsticks first."

The mastermind in white smiled calmly: "Really? Liang doesn't think so."

Dayi bumped Wei Yuan with his elbow, Wei Yuan turned his head.

The shy young man bit the head of his chopsticks and pointed at the two people over there.

you go!

Xuanyuan Xingtian Chiyou made the same action.

Come on, we want to cook!

The gray-robed man said calmly, "Cook?"

"Hey, I'm here."

Wei Yuan stood up with a smile.

The gray-robed man said lightly, "You promised me. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Yes, yes, and more than once...

First one meal, then three meals in the past, present, and future.

Wei Yuan complained.

Damn it, Zhu Jiuyin, is this also in your calculations? !

There's no way, A Liang, I'll make it up to you later.

Just as he was about to speak, the young mastermind sighed and said in a gentle voice:

"After Nanyang, until Liang died, he never ate your meal in Yuan."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Can't speak.

The gray-robed man sneered:

"I don't need to endure hardship, is it despicable?"

The young mastermind smiled gently:

"What's wrong with Cao Mengde's actions?"

"The promise comes first, what's wrong with it?"

"Master Enruo is like a brother, and the love of the family, the law will not be investigated."

"A promise of gold, cook, are you right?"

"Benefits in return..."

The boy's voice paused.

He raised his head slightly, his tone was flat:

"Heh... Ryo has never seen such a brazen person."

Wei Yuan took his job and ran away with his life:

"I'll make another!"

…………

In any case, in the end, the two brains completed an epic meeting of "peace and friendship", and there was a strategic interaction.

Covert plans and strategies can be revealed.

And this time,

Jue, who had returned from Mount Tai, and the girl, A Zhao, returned to the old street and to the museum.

Ah Zhao raised his eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction of the museum.

Empress Wu, Marquis Wu.

Passed by, or...

Who can hide from whom, and who will see through whom?

The street is still quiet.

PS: Today's first update... 4,400 words.