Museum of Demons

On Longhu Mountain, Zhang Ruosu looked suspicious at the sentence that was probably flying.

Then instinctively make a guess.

Um, is it an expedited express delivery or direct air transportation?

This is a small favor, just a small favor, and any gifts.

It's so polite.

The old Taoist finger quickly opened the mobile APP, looking forward to it, but found that there was no express delivery to his number at all.

My heart became more suspicious.

Soon, Zhang Ruosu knew what was going on.

At first, it was the young Taoist priest who felt uneasy and went to see the situation near Quan City. Then he found another strong mana reaction left from Quan City. It made him feel a little bit of heart. Then he looked intently. This time he actually ran straight. When he came from home, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Hurriedly ran to find Zhang Ruosu and explained the matter.

The old Taoist was startled at first, and then he realized what the phrase probably meant by flying. The corners of his mouth twitched and he almost pulled his beard off, but he looked at the a little flustered younger generation, his face was gentle, and calmly said: "This It's normal, no need to make a fuss."

"It's just a gift from fellow Taoists."

"Look, isn't this here?"

Along with the roar of the long wind, an eight-faced Han sword came from a distance, surrounded by a large group of atmosphere. Every Taoist noticed this uninvited guest. They raised their heads and heard Zhang Ruosu’s understatement. The old man was only in the mountains. At the top, the voice rang in the ears of every Taoist in Longhu Mountain, saying:

"It's all scattered, isn't it just a flying sword. Daoist friends will bring something over here, let's see what to see."

"Let’s practice."

So everyone was at ease. Zhang Ruosu was calm and calm, and his heart was dark and triumphant. Feijian gave gifts. Who has seen it? Raising his hand, the eight-faced Han sword whistling in a low voice, was dragged by the wind, and fell to Zhang Ruosu's hand. There was a mobile phone hanging on the phone, and a navigation voice said:

"This navigation is over. The distance is 582 kilometers. You were speeding on 310 sections of distance, and took 1,300 illegal photos. The navigation reminds you to drive safely and act for yourself. Please go to the nearest police station as soon as possible. Surrender..."

"The Longhushan Police Station has been automatically contacted."

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

Young Taoist: "..."

The old Taoist stayed for a while, but he couldn't help but smiled openly and said: "It's really following the times", took off the phone, handed it to the young disciple next to him, and said: "Go and fill him up."

The Taoist took the phone, but he was still curious in his heart. He didn't know what gift the flying sword sent.

Zhang Ruosu didn't drive him away either.

Shi Shiran opened the courier box and saw an unwilling head.

Old-fashioned action.

The two young Taoists next to them were even more pale with horror.

The celestial master raised his brows slightly, and subconsciously thought that this was the movement and trouble from the master of the museum, and he immediately denied this possibility.

And point to it.

The hidden true spirit has been discovered and taken out.

The five fingers are slightly opened, and the picture evolves.

………………

Wei Yuan received a call.

The call is from Longhushan and Zhang Ruosu.

Wei Yuan saw who the caller was. He paused and connected the phone. The two were silent. Then he heard Zhang Ruosu's voice for the first time. He was old and calm, and said slowly: "Friends of Daoist Wei, It’s been a long time since I have been with God."

Wei Yuan had guessed Zhang Ruosu's identity before.

After all, the previous diversion of Huai River could not be covered by ordinary Tianshifu disciples.

Although he was a little surprised at the old voice of this voice, he was still able to accept it.

Said: "The Taoist leader seems to have seen the true spirit."

Zhang Ruosu said slowly: "Naturally."

"This person is the next-generation host of the famous temple in Sakurajima Fuso, and the only son of the contemporary host, Yoshiyuki Mogi. This time he personally came to my Shenzhou, and he actually focused on the divinity and spiritual veins of the Shenzhou, which is what he said. The so-called immortal and immortal thing, thanks to fellow daoists for this matter, and took it down by thunderbolt."

Wei Yuan hummed and asked:

"I killed it, did it cause trouble to fellow Daoists?"

"Heh... of course not."

"What does Fellow Daoist plan to do with Fusang's Dapai disciple? But he wants to erase the secret to prevent him from being found by Fusang?"

This was also what Wei Yuan had previously thought, the most likely option the government would choose, so that it would be directly unconvincing.

In the mansion of the heavenly master, the kind-eyed old Taoist answered plainly:

"Erase the secret?"

"Of course not. This head should be wrapped up and sent to the Kyoto temple."

Zhang Ruosu said: "They are coveting China, and using this method of pickling is already a crime against China."

"As for this family and country, I will not give in and pay ten times."

He smiled and said:

"Actually, this is a bit particular."

"We are, after all, a country of etiquette, dignified Huaxia."

"He sent his own children, and we will send his children back. This is called Lishangxiang; on the surface, you can leave them a little bit. This is called the style of a big country, and the uppermost part of the lining is not allowed. This is called the bottom line of the rules. If you don’t know anything, then you don’t even need to save face. This is called courtesy first and soldiers later."

"Many of us in China study, they always feel that they want to be refined, gentle, and moderate. This is not right..."

"The golden mean is the restraint and restraint of the powerful to self-strength and self-improvement. I can easily do other things. I can act aggressively, arbitrarily plunder and suppress the weak, but I am self-denying, self-restraining, and follow the rules. This is called the golden mean; Rather than having no choice but to do this, to exclude people from bullying, and to comfort myself that this is called the doctrine of the mean, it is the ancestor's law, and it is a horrible thing in the world."

"Books and swords in one hand, swords, guns, swords and halberds under the belly full of Jinglun, this is right."

Wei Yuan said, "What will happen to them?"

Zhang Ruosu smiled slightly and replied: "They will treat them as if nothing has happened, accept the gifts politely, and then send the first-class spiritual materials in return and apologize. On the surface they are kind and courteous. People who don’t know will feel that they are with us. good relationship."

"They always do."

"Kindness will be treated as weakness, magnanimity will be treated as deceiving, like a jackal, with little courtesy but no righteousness. They only recognize swords and pain. Only when they can be uprightly convinced and let them know that they can never offend China, can they Learn well."

"You can save a little bit of unimportant face to give them a step."

"But in Lizi, every inch of my Shenzhou is dripping with blood, and I won't let it go."

Wei Yuan said, "Daoyou Zhang knows them."

Zhang Ruosu smiled and said: "The old way has no talent, so he can only practice hard. When he was a little boy, he went to war-torn borders to sharpen his fists, and then sealed the Dharma line. From the east to the west, he traveled to Dongying, Gaoli, and the fog. After returning to Longhu Mountain, I inherited the master's mantle."

"There are also two famous Eastern knives with broken blades thrown under the bed."

"In ancient times, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain wanted to suppress the Shenzhou Dharma line; now there are connections between all countries on this earth, and the Dragon and Tiger naturally have to overwhelm the world Dharma line to be qualified to inherit the mantle."

Wei Yuan groaned and opened his palm, the seal undulating above his palm.

He said: "Friend Zhang, this'gift', can I personally send it in a few days?"

He still remembered that the Fusang people planned to form an alliance with the Taiping Ministry. This matter has nothing to do with the other. As a disciple of the Taiping Dao in China, half of his Taoism and deeds now belong to the Taiping Proclamation. This matter must be visited in person, and you can also inquire about it. Investigate Xu Shi's situation.

Of course, you have to wait until the Yin and Shang ancestral veins are connected with the seal of the mountain gods.

You must have your own hole cards, and you can have a certainty that Xu Shi will retreat completely.

Zhang Ruosu was surprised, and then nodded in response: "Of course."

The old Taoist said with a smile: "When the time comes, you will come to Longhu Mountain in person and take this thing. Although Lao Dao can't go down the mountain for too long, he can still let his junior fellow accompany him to go to Fusang Kyoto City."

The two exchanged greetings for a while before ending the call.

Zhang Ruosu sighed, "It's still convenient for mobile phones. It used to be too slow to raise spirit beasts."

He looked at the head in the express box again, his white eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the other Taoist drew his sleeves to hold the box, and ordered:

"Go and freeze with the ice talisman, and wait for him to get it."

"Yes, celestial master."

The young Taoist took the box and left.

After taking a few steps, Zhang Ruosu raised his eyebrows again and said, "Oh, come back."

"Forget it, what kind of ice talisman to use, just go find a formalin and soak it. What do you do with such good treatment."

"This...understand, Master."

After taking a few more steps, the young Taoist slowed down, counting the numbers silently in his heart, as expected, but after a few more steps, Zhang Ruosu spoke again:

"Wait a minute."

The old Taoist tangled his eyebrows, and finally said: "It's too cheap for him to use formalin."

"Let's go down the mountain and find a construction site. Come back with a bucket of lime, pick it up, don't get moldy or smelly, it's hot, don't make it smelly everywhere, here is the clean sacred place of Longhu Mountain, it's too stinking and shameful. "

The young Taoist should say:

"Go, master too!"

Turn around and walk away quickly.

Zhang Ruosu shook his head and laughed at his age, but he was a little bit unable to restrain his temper. He knocked on the eight-faced man sword, three times in succession, and the squally edicts that had just traveled thousands of miles and dissipated gathered again, densely covering the entire sword. On the sword.

Then he put the phone on it and tossed it casually. The sword of the eight-faced man screamed and flew out of Longhu Mountain in a blink of an eye.

……………………

In the afternoon of the same day, Wei Yuan called the action team and asked about the status of the previous Taipingdao disciple.

Zhang Hao was silent, and replied in a low tone: "...I couldn't save it."

"His internal organs are about to be corroded to black by the poison, and it is a miracle to be able to survive it. Whether it is modern medicine or surgery, there is no way to save him, sorry."

On the contrary, Wei Yuan comforted Zhang Hao and said, "It's okay."

"You should also try your best."

After thinking about it~www.wuxiahere.com~ He turned off the topic, "By the way, have you dealt with the evil things in the previous booth?"

Zhang Hao replied: "Most of them are solved, but one thing is still a bit tricky."

"Those evil things themselves have been manipulated by the old thing. No matter whether the spirituality born is good or evil, the evil things themselves will lead them to do evil. It is the limit that their own conscience can check and balance for a period of time. The longer the time, the easier it will be. The influence will eventually lead to the existence of evil spirits."

"There is an evil thing that was sent out fifty years ago, and its spirituality has continued to its limit."

"We are worried that there will be problems."

Wei Yuan was stunned. He thought of the painting spirit he had seen some time ago and asked:

"The one who has something to do with this evil thing."

"Is it called An Xuyang?"

PS: Today's first update...Three thousand two hundred words, thank you for the rewards of the years and the passing of time, thank you~