Museum of Demons

"Town Demon Museum (

Liu Shaoying drove silently, Wei Yuan sat in the passenger seat, watching the sky gradually dimmed, and the street lights on both sides were on. From dusk to the evening, Wei Yuan retracted his gaze and said: "This kind of thing happened, why? Don't go to the police?"

Liu Shaoying was silent, took a breath, and said:

"...It's not good to find the police for this kind of thing."

"Everyone is an ordinary person, with flesh and blood, and family members. Facing this situation is not much better than me. Isn't it harmful to involve them in this kind of gods and ghosts?"

"To be honest, if you weren't the owner of the museum...you are special, I planned to go out at that time."

Wei Yuan groaned: "That's it."

"So what did you plan to do?"

Liu Shaoying was at a loss, her face was a little pale, she was silent, and replied, "I don't know either."

"But in any case, it can't harm people."

Wei Yuan nodded.

Thinking in my heart, if this matter goes to the police, it should be directly handed over to the members of the special operations team to be responsible, and directly enter the stage of extraordinary events, and now most people have no such awareness and don’t know about collisions. Ghosts can also call the police.

This is also the necessity for extraordinary popularization.

After all, Reiki is recovering faster and faster, similar things will not be rare, and the system has to keep up with the times.

The car stopped downstairs in the unit. Liu Shaoying held the steering wheel with her palms and took a few deep breaths before tremblingly took out the key, went downstairs to enter the door, Wei Yuan followed behind, and when she pushed the door, she felt a faint sandalwood fragrance. Bashing.

The decoration in the home is very warm, but there are some discordant places.

Wei Yuan saw a red cloth spread on one side of the table with Buddha statues on it.

more than one.

Then he saw the old lady who was devoutly praying to the Buddha, and then he remembered that this old lady was three days ago. He and Yuanjue were on the streets of Yingtianfu and saw the person walking piously holding the Buddha statue. The old man saw that Wei Yuan was a little surprised at the guests at the door at this night, Wei Yuan smiled and introduced himself:

"I opened a museum. I heard that the old lady invited a Buddha statue to your house, so I came to see it."

Only then did the old lady calm down, and heard that she came for the Buddha statue, pulling Wei Yuan, and enthusiastically telling him how powerful this Buddha statue is, how the master who consecrated the Buddha statue is so famous, this kind of chanting Masters who have been reading for decades have taught things that have great merit.

"With great merit, how did you bring this Buddha statue back?"

"This, of course, is piety, and then give some money."

"Oh, the Buddhist merits of the great monk are bought with money."

The old lady felt that there was something in the young man’s words, but the latter looked serious and seemed to be telling the truth. On the contrary, she couldn’t say anything. Wei Yuan looked around the house. He had already recovered part of the true spirit of the previous life, so he himself The spirituality is quite sensitive, and he feels the filthy air hidden in the sandalwood.

It seems that although the Buddha statue has been invited back, the previous mirror spirit seems to be still there.

But normal, it was a mirror spirit after all, and it was more difficult to deal with than ordinary evil spirits.

The mirror has a special meaning in the spiritual world.

It has the function of reflecting the ugliness of people and sealing certain things. Of course, this sealed thing will never be a good thing. The old lady went to burn incense and chanting to the Buddha. Wei Yuan sat on the sofa and saw the nut plate on the table. Usually there are melon seeds and peanuts, and half of them are filled with candies.

There are triangular bonbons wrapped in colored paper.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to take one, opened the candy paper and put the candy in his mouth.

The sweetness is mixed with the wine. The delicate chocolate and the texture of the wine form a contrast. It stimulates the taste buds. Wei Yuan squints his eyes with satisfaction, thinking about whether to buy some for the house, give it to the goddess, and Yuji. Don't give it away. If you come, you are afraid of being stabbed to death by the Overlord's gun.

Just thinking about it, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a chill in his back, and felt something behind him staring at him, without turning his head, his own mana revolved at his heart, spilling out like a wind,'seeing' it. It's a child about five or six years old.

It's just that the soul body is dim, and the three souls and seven souls are missing half.

It’s a human being, but it’s actually half a ghost. In the record of "The Green Window and the Grass", someone once got a treasure mirror. It was the concubine Ji, whom Zhu Quan loved in the Five Dynasties, died in the rebellion. , You can see people in the mirror, can sing and dance, that person lives with this mirror girl, but in a few months he is seriously ill and dying.

Jing Ling was not a kind person.

Wei Yuan's magical power sensed the ‘child’ staring at his back coldly.

But no one was able to notice, and then the child slowly walked out, seeming to use a method similar to that of a ghost covering his eyes, walking towards Wei Yuan step by step, while the voice of the old man over there chanting scriptures and praying to the Buddha became more and more frequent and rapid , The Buddha's sound is loud, the sandalwood is rich, and the ghost is close behind, weird and infiltrating. Liu Shaoying is cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and the kitchen knife touches the cutting board, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.

When, when, when...

The little child approached Wei Yuan's back silently.

With cold and bitter eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch Wei Yuan's back.

Little by little, little by little...

Suddenly,

A hand quietly patted his shoulder.

? ? !

The child turned pale and almost screamed out of fright. He couldn't even maintain the blindfold. He showed his form and turned his head abruptly. There was nothing. When he turned his head again, he saw the original back facing away. The owner of his museum turned his head, watching him with a pair of eyes, with a gentle smile on his face:

"Children, do you want candy?"

"..."

The little boy who was almost scared out of a white sweat stared at Wei Yuan, and it took him a long time to remember to shake his head.

"Ok."

Wei Yuan nodded regretfully on the surface, then peeled off the candy paper and put it in his mouth.

His own mana was scattered and scattered around his body, and each mana was like a filament floating.

All the filaments are caught tightly, like a net.

This is what he naturally learned after recovering part of the memory of the Three Kingdoms period.

Although I haven't obtained all the true spirits, I haven't seen it in the later period, and praised it as the ability of Dao Dharma, but after this part of the memory is mastered, the ability to manipulate mana is still greatly improved.

After all, he was weak at that time, and a little mana had to be used sparingly.

If you can save one mana, you can draw one more rune water.

Can save one more person.

He was silent, mocking himself in his heart.

After all, poor tactics are interspersed with traditional arts.

The child who was obviously affected by Jing Ling and the remaining half of the Three Souls and Seven Souls was about to run away, but was held by Wei Yuan's palm. Wei Yuan felt the place where his tentacles were cold, and the power of Taipingdao Daoxing and Crouching Tiger was in his body Just about to move.

And where the child was held by Wei Yuan, a trace of blue-purple appeared directly.

The half-human and half-ghost boy was stiff.

Can't run away... Can't get away...

He looked up and saw Wei Yuan smile gently and said: "Don’t be afraid, uncle is a good person~www.wuxiahere.com~ Uncle heard that you have a mirror, look, I opened a museum, just lack of mirrors, you can let me Take a look? Just as a reference..."

One eye of the little boy turned into pure black.

He seemed to see a imaginary but real tiger behind this gentle-faced young man in black clothes. When the young man smiled gently, the tiger also spoke, showing his sharp fangs, and there was no warmth in his cold amber eyes. .

The tiger was huge, with its forehead almost resting on the roof.

The young man and the tiger, one reality and one imaginary, one after the other, both eyes fixed on themselves.

Let the room that was not so big had a distant and empty atmosphere.

The half-human, half-ghost weird felt a swish cold air behind him, his hands and feet stiff.

The boy had to nodded hard, only then did Wei Yuan let go.

Looking at the kid running away, Wei Yuan felt inexplicably like a weird person who scared the kid.

Rubbed his chin.

No, this is clearly a brave act of righteousness, to cast down demons and eliminate demons. He is a five-good young man.

Picked up a piece of candy again and put it in his mouth.

………………

Under Wei Yuan's gentle and friendly gaze, the boy had to take out his mirror.

Then pass the mirror over.

This is a bronze mirror, but it is not inferior to modern mirrors with intricate patterns on it.

Wei Yuan's expression became a little more solemn. This kind of strangely-born ancient mirrors are all a bit evil, and they often represent the evil of human nature, or the opposite world. If not paying attention, they are easy to be tricked. He takes a deep breath and works instinctively. It's not a crouching tiger, but the core of Taiping's essential technique, looking sideways in the mirror.

PS: Today's first update.........2600 characters~The second update should be before twelve o'clock.

Thank you Lan Yin for his 30,000 starting point, thank you~