Museum of Demons

The angle of the unknown white flower was carefully adjusted and placed on the corner of the table carefully.

Pushing slightly, let the sunlight fall on the flower.

Wei Yuan was only satisfied.

After tidying up the room a little bit, then sitting on the sofa, Wei Yuan took out the pen and paper, and slowly sorted out his current thoughts through words. The jade dragon pendant numbered 002 in the museum was placed on his desk. The jade is clear and ancient. The dragon shape, which was popular in the Warring States Period, was an ornament once worn by Qin Shihuang.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to fumble for this ancient jade, closed his eyes and meditated.

But no matter before or now, I have not been able to feel the true spirit of my own.

I had to sigh and give up trying.

I don’t know whether it was when the jade dragon accompanied the second generation of Huaishui water god, and was washed away by the breath of this **** when he was in Long Gengchen, or when he fell into the hands of the Buddhist Sangha and was transformed by the latter with the Dharma, Wei Yuan Thoughts are slightly stagnant, suddenly aware of the strangeness, pondering.

The Kunlun God will uphold the ancient gods, not interfere with the mortal rule, and will not take the initiative to go to the true spirit above the jade dragon.

But Buddhism...

Buddhism likes to say that all kinds of legends of gods and ghosts are turned into protector gods in its own system, and all kinds of monks have also tasted the vajra protector, then the true spirit remaining on the jade dragon is indeed There is a possibility of being brainwashed by Buddhism sangha and practicing distraction.

Wei Yuan tapped his fingers on the table lightly, frowning, presumably feeling instinctively unhappy about this.

This is just a speculation.

It is based on the process of being in contact with the magical artifacts worn for a long time in the past.

And in that life, he did not hesitate to take risks to avenge the first emperor, and after revenge, it was like a ritual, breaking the king’s spear and throwing the jade dragon into the Huai River. It can be seen that the ego of that life respected Qin Shihuang very much. He was the first emperor. The jade dragon adorned by it will definitely not leave the body, and it will definitely leave a strong enough aura of true spirit in the jade dragon wear.

But when he came into contact with the jade dragon pendant, he only saw the memory of the jade spirit itself.

This allows for a simple reasoning—

Something happened to the true spirit belonging to Wei Yuan on the jade dragon pendant.

And if the jade dragon pendant was succeeded by the Sangha, and the legend of Wuzhiqi and Gengchen was replaced by the legend of'Sangha surrendered to the jellyfish empress', the matter would become clearer and clearer, the disappearance of the true spirit of that life and the renunciation of Buddhism. Nothing to do.

It also means that the remnants of the true spirit after Wei Yuan's death in a certain life were directly used by Buddhism.

Either it turns into a vajra protector, or it turns into a Jialan to accompany, becoming one of the legends of the Sangha.

Wei Yuan's finger tapping on the desktop stopped, and a trace of irritation emerged in his heart, as if his own things had been stolen, but when you think about it, it seems that he is the one who was stolen. What is this?

Wei Yuan was so angry that he was depressed by himself, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

It's really uneasy even if you die.

Success and lack of support will unlock the achievement of ‘Difficult Brothers’.

Wei Yuan put away the jade dragon pendant, did not act recklessly, and regarded his speculation as the truth, but only listed it as one of the possibilities, whether it is really so, or is it just a mistake in his own speculation, and he has to wait for further evidence.

Wei Yuan groaned, thinking that although the jade dragon wear did not have his own true spirit, but from the remaining picture in the Overlord Spear, he could see that he should have participated in Qin Shihuang’s destruction of the mountain and the temple in his life, plus the fact that he broke the spear and threw the jade at the end. If you take the jade dragon pendant to the place where you worship Huai Shui, you should be able to get some information.

No matter how bad it is, it can be confirmed whether the true spirit of one's own life is spilled and whether it has anything to do with Buddhism.

But it was very close to where Xiang Jun was.

If the speculation is correct, I was one of the three thousand people who participated in the destruction of the temple.

Going rashly, there is a possibility of being retaliated by the two Xiangshui goddesses.

Although this possibility is not very great, but we have to guard against it. Wei Yuan pondered and thought that Huai Shui and Xiang Shui were actually quite close. In the ancient times, Xiang River itself was controlled by the Lord Huai Guo Shui. Maybe we can find a way to go to Wu Wu. To support Qi to ask for a strength, it is not necessary to reach the level of Shui Jun's east tour last time, just being able to protect the body is enough.

At that time, even if there is any problem, it will be enough to protect yourself and avoid most of the dangers.

As for how to persuade Wuzhiqi, Wei Yuan has certainty.

Wuzhiqi is a **** from the ancient times. For this ancient thinking god, offering sacrifices in exchange for blessing and a certain degree of power blessing is a completely reasonable idea and a recognized rule.

It's just that the process and subject of the sacrifice need to follow the changes of the times.

No need to dance, no need to pray, no need to pray for a long time.

There is no longer any need for three animals and five animals, burning incense for prayer, and no need for blood and wine.

What should be sacrificed to him is the computer with the highest configuration of modern technology, a game console, a full game collection library of steam icons, a collection of civilization series, with a new flavor of happy water, and an underwater WeChat generator to enjoy continuous electricity Of pleasure.

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help muttering to himself.

This is the legendary Wuzhiqi Happiness Altar.

In fact, he doesn’t need to mention it. With the previous lack of support, he should have already discovered that some things cannot be done on the phone, and then he will take the initiative to come to him, and then he will naturally be able to make his own request and occupy A certain degree of initiative.

After Wei Yuan thought about it, he tore off the things he had written in his notebook to sort out his thoughts.

With the palm of his hand, the flame of his own talisman rose up, burning the palm of his hand.

Taipingdao's advanced spells are still unable to be used by him, but the low-level magical powers can already be achieved with a hand. This is also one of the reasons why he hopes to get the memory of the past true spirits. According to the female Jiao, he Every time we reincarnated in the world, it was an era of change in China.

And now the aura has recovered and the demons spread, which also corroborates the female Jiao's statement.

He needs strength.

In order to prevent the past regrets from reappearing.

And to get rid of one's own daily hard practice, to obtain the true spirit is also a way to improve strength.

Can get past memories, knowledge and some unknown secrets, and even the reason why the aura is cut off is that every time in troubled times, it will be reincarnated in the world. Wei Yuan does not think that the aura is cut off, and it will not lead to changes in the spirit of China. .

In other words, in the era when the spiritual energy was cut off, he had definitely been there before.

Perhaps, we should take the initiative to collect or come into contact with some antiquities.

For example, the end of Qin Dynasty and the beginning of Han Dynasty, such as the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms.

Wei Yuan pondered, and a car stopped outside the museum door. Soon, the old Taoist man who had been to the museum last time and taught him five thunder urns, and Shen Jifeng, who wears big-frame glasses, has delicate features but a little shabby, came down together. , Knocked on the door of the museum.

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The old Taoist looked at this museum, feeling somewhat lingering.

But the younger generations are here, so they have to maintain the elders' temperament and step into it.

Shen Jifeng greeted familiarly, "Master Wei, here to bother again."

Wei Yuan had brought his cell phone from her twice before, and he was familiar with it once and again.

The old Taoist smiled and nodded, and said, "I haven't seen it in a while, Fellow Daoist."

He saw that the owner of the museum opposite was wearing simple modern clothes, but with a yellow scarf tied around his right arm. It looked like he hadn't seen it before. The kind of evil spirit in the dream, on the contrary, increased the magnanimity and gentleness of the Taoist. For a while, the old man almost doubted whether the overlord gun in the dream was just a coincidence illusion the last time he saw it.

Moreover, I have checked the information before, and it seems that there is no such thing as Quanzhou in the Qin and Han dynasties.

He always felt that if the person in front of him was like himself, he had seen the Overlord Spear.

So thoughtful and dreamy at night.

Wei Yuan poured two cups of tea for the two of them.

The old Taoist took a sip from the teacup and entered the topic, saying: "On the side of the guardian, there is a senior monk who has lived in seclusion. Do you need to live here for the time being? I don't know if it is convenient for me to wait, the person who is cultivating Name identity?"

Wei Yuan thought of what Yu Ji had sighed, and replied:

"In this matter, I still have to ask that fellow Daoist what he meant."

"It's just that she once sighed that time has passed for a long time, and the deceased is no longer there, and many of the deceased have changed their appearance, which only increased the sadness, so she simply asked me to help with this kind of thing."

The old way is silent, he has practiced so far, and he is almost a hundred years old.

My own experience, coupled with helping some Taoists who have been cultivating in the mountains for a long time, return to society.

Decades after seeing them were born, I found that the people I knew had already died lonely.

Feeling closer to the hometown is more timid and dare not ask anyone.

This kind of small but long-lasting feeling is more likely to appear in the practitioner.

He was a little lost, and said with emotion: "...it is true."

The old man asked Wei Yuan, the monk who wants to live here, whether it would be dangerous to the ordinary world, following the procedures of setting up the monks in the past, and then asked Wei Yuan to fill out a few guarantee forms. With the development of modern technology, the monks are integrated into the world. After things continue to appear, this is also necessary work.

Wei Yuan couldn't, so he had to sign all of them.

The old man had a gentle expression on his face and said, "Next, I just need to see that fellow man again."

His voice paused, then smiled:

"But I think she should still be able to integrate into this era."

Wei Yuan nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Speaking of which, I also have a gratuitous request. Although I have a lot of things here, most of them are fakes, and there are no creations from the late Qin and early Han. I don’t know the old Taoist leader. Do you know where there are authentic relics from the late Qin Dynasty and the early Han Dynasty?"

The fondness of antiquities is not an uncommon interest.

The old man thought for a while, but didn't think about it for a while, so he said, "Tolerant of the poor, go back and check."

"After that, I will send the wind to fellow daoists to pass on the specific list."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you very much."

Fu added another cup of tea to the old man, and Shen Jifeng next to him curiously asked:

"Master Weiguan, why are you suddenly interested in things from the end of Qin and the beginning of Han?"

Wei Yuan replied: "It's just a sudden interest, wanting to understand."

Shen Jifeng suddenly said, "Do you want to add some collections?"

Need to ask again, he heard the sound of footsteps, Shen Jifeng turned his head and saw the two people coming back outside the door, his eyes were shining, and he recognized that one of them was a senior who had been helped to settle down before, and was a girl with an elegant and gentle temperament.

Next to the girl, there is another woman in a red dress with both heroic and feminine temperaments.

The woman is carrying a box behind her back.

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "The fellow Taoists who need help to settle down are back."

He got up to open the door, the bell rang lightly on the door, and the old Taoist also turned his head and looked around. He immediately saw the woman walking under the afternoon sun, saw her red dress swaying like poppies in full bloom, and saw her heroic features. The black hair is like a waterfall, pulled up with a hairpin, yet it adds to the beauty. Walking in from the dim sunset is like crossing memory.

For an instant, the old man's thoughts were stagnant, his palms trembled slightly, and the tea cup fell to the ground unconsciously, with a clicking sound, like a jade chime in memory.

The trance went back to when he was five years old.

Sweeping the steps, the setting sun was like blood, and there were women in red dressing the sunset coming up the mountain.

"Little Taoist, is your master here?"

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Wow!

The old Taoist stood up suddenly and couldn't believe it, looking at the woman who had not changed the slightest compared to the memory.

His behavior, which was different from the calm and shocked behavior in the past, attracted Shen Jifeng's stunned review. He unexpectedly saw that his uncle master was embarrassed. The white-haired Taoist took the initiative and said: "...Senior, is that you...?" "

Yu Ji was startled, staring at the white-haired Taoist who had already taught the five thunder method. After reminiscing for a while, her expression softened and said:

"So it's you."

"It's been so long in a flash, I remember, you were only five years old at that time, or six years old..."

The red clothes were the same, and he reached out and made gestures, Yu Ji said:

"At that time, you peeked at the tip of the gun and got agitated by the evil anger, so you remember it for a while."

"Unexpectedly, the little urchin back then became a Taoist master."

The old Taoist sighed complicatedly in his heart, and said: "It turns out that you are going to live here today. What kind of daoist did Xiaodao think you are..." His thoughts were stagnant, and he suddenly realized that he would subconsciously treat people who need to go through procedures as ordinary people. The monk, as the reason for ordinary people who have been away from the world for decades, subconsciously turned his head and looked at the owner of the next museum.

Seeing him with a gentle expression, he was taking the shopping bag from the girl next to him.

The pupils shrink slightly...

It was because of the other party's tone just now that he put the woman in red on an equal position.

That's why I have an illusion. ,

equality…

He subconsciously thought of that dream again. Suddenly, there was a loud whistling sound, and the box that left a great shadow in the memory of the old Taoist violently burst. The Overlord Spear couldn't break the seal, but at this moment, a trace of spirituality was restored, and it was still carried. Mu Xia rushed towards Wei Yuan, like a dream overlord swinging a spear, but was backhanded down by the modern young man with short hair, UU Reading www.uumshu.com held it in his hand.

The Overlord Spear was unwilling to whisper, and the strong hostility in it was felt even through the box.

The old Taoist opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

When leaving, Wei Yuan sent the two Taoists out, and finally said:

"...What I said, I have two troubles."

The old Taoist glanced at him deeply.

Things from the late Qin and early Han...

That's it.

Then nodded and agreed, saying:

"...Pang Dao, got it."

PS: Today's first update...Kavenka is going to die, lying down...

Thank you for the reward for seeing white hair in the mirror, and I hope I can finish the second update soon...