Museum of Demons

In a secret research institute somewhere in Jiangnan Province.

The news on the screen kept playing, and the most played content was the Taoist man twirling his sleeves, the legendary Kunlun Mountains appeared in the clouds, and then the ferocious dragons and beasts chanted, Buddhism disciples and Taoist monks each drove six-tooth white elephants, or Riding a white crane and rushing to Yaochi, as if the myth is coming again.

A gentle-looking middle-aged man stared at the picture with piercing eyes.

After a long time, he let out a low breath.

Sit back on the chair.

Raising his hand to cover his eyes, he felt the rapid beating of his heart.

"This is the power of the monk."

‘There are gods and practitioners in the world. ’

This is what he heard from someone when he was young.

He searched for half a lifetime before he finally locked the target—if there are legends and real miracles on this land of Huaxia, then there will definitely exist, the emperor who unifies the six kingdoms and casts the foundation of Huaxia, in his mausoleum. , Reproduced the Milky Way in the sky, reproduced all over the world, with twelve gold figures cast by the soldiers of the world, and collected the classics of the Seven Kingdoms.

It is a classic that has not been destroyed by various wars in later generations.

There must be ancient Confucian and Mohist practices in it.

The researcher looked at the paused picture on the screen and looked at the Taoist practitioners and Buddhist monks on it. He took out his mobile phone and typed a line of words, "Be prepared at any time, and the formal development will begin in about a month. Be sure to vacate it at that time." Time is coming', I sent it to the group at once, put the phone away, dragged the progress bar back and forth, watched the news screen, and finally couldn't help feeling excited, and chanted loudly:

"Establish a heart for the heaven and the earth, establish a life for the livelihood of the people, for the sacred and inherit the best knowledge, and for the peace of all ages!"

"I am good at raising my awe-inspiring spirit!"

The middle-aged man was excited.

Suddenly, a squeaking sound came from behind.

The man's complexion was stagnant.

The action freezes.

Turning his head slowly, I saw the student I was leading standing at the door, holding a cup of coffee, I don’t know whether to come in or go out, one teacher and one apprentice, you look at me, I look at you, I fell into an indescribable kind In silence.

After a long time,

The middle-aged man coughed and said without changing his face:

"You are here, come in."

You shouldn't have come.

The graduate student twitched his mouth and said, "I'm here."

But I came anyway.

"Well, come in, don't stand outside."

The two of them did not change their faces, tacitly assuming that nothing happened just now, but outside the window, a few crows screamed, and then they flapped their wings, flew into the darkening night, and finally landed on a young man’s. On the shoulder, under the dim yellow sunset, this bird exudes a woody color.

This is a mechanism bird.

…………

Wei Yuan looked at the line of words on the phone and whispered in his heart, is it a month...

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen the majestic and heroic hair that year, looking at the emperor of the world ambitiously. He smiled and said to himself that he wanted to share the dream of a country under the world. Now when he recalled it, it really seemed to be Like a dream, Wei Yuan's palm touched the jade dragon pendant on his waist, and he muttered to himself, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

He thought.

Will there be terracotta warriors from the Qin Dynasty?

Will he suddenly see his own pottery figurine while walking inside?

Only the terracotta warriors and horses of the conventional army are developed at the outermost layer.

There are figurines of generals inside.

And... the black ice platform.

Regardless of later generations, at least, when the terracotta warriors and horses were preparing, Zhang Han, he was still loyal to Da Qin, then, will there be Zhang Han's terracotta warriors in it? Thoughts surging in his heart, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to touch the iron eagle emblem on the hilt of the eight-faced Chinese sword, calm and complicated in his heart.

………

Tiantai Zong.

The young monk in black monk clothes stood up in silence.

Hui Kong's face is bitter. The young-looking Patriarch in front of him, since he came back, has seen that his face is not right. Now looking at this action, he intends to go straight down the mountain. He wants to stop him, but he doesn't know how. When I spoke, I knew in my heart that no matter how I spoke, the Patriarch would definitely go down the mountain and leave. I felt stunned and said:

"Master, you are going down the mountain?"

Dao Yan's voice was calm, saying:

"Yes... I have doubts in my heart, so I want to go down the mountain to figure out the answer in my heart."

"Then where are you going?"

"Go to the world."

"When are you coming back."

Dao Yan stared at his disciple calmly with his eyes, and replied, "This place is also in the world."

"No go, no return."

Go to the world.

This is also the world.

I am in the world, so naturally there is no concept of going and returning.

Hui Kong didn’t know how to respond to such a sentence. He just felt that some kind of change had taken place in the Patriarch who had been in Zen for a hundred years. He changed from a plain and indifferent “God” to a human again, and he had a clinging mind, and he didn’t know. Is it good or bad.

After Hui Kong sighed in his heart, he said in a soft voice, asking Patriarch to take a good rest tonight, and then quietly stepped back and left the monk's room. Dao Yan knocked on the wooden fish and recited the Diamond Sutra silently.

Take out the monk's bowl that the doctor gave him back then.

Taking advantage of the night, pushed open the monk's room.

Full of moonlight, pacing down the mountain.

In the monk's room, there was a peace again. The inside was clean and tidy. Everywhere seemed to be just right. The drawers were tightly closed, and the books were stacked neatly.

Only the moonlight poured in from the cracks in the windows, adding a bit of peace.

The house gradually returned to peace.

suddenly,

The monk's room was opened at once.

A handsome young monk dressed in black with no expression on his face, he stepped into the monk’s room and opened the drawer of the cabinet. The left side was empty, but there was a handful of pine nuts on the right. He put all the pine nuts away and made sure that the drawer on the left was empty. It is exactly the same as the drawer on the right, not even a single particle of dust.

Then I felt relieved in my heart.

Nodded.

Turned and went down the mountain.

………

On the second day, because of A Xuan's instructions.

After Wei Yuan got up early in the morning, he set off for Longhu Mountain.

He also brought a large thermos cup specially.

After arriving at Longhu Mountain, I saw A Xuan with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and even the flame traces on his eyebrows were awkward. He was listless. Seeing Wei Yuan, the little Taoist seemed to have finally found a life-saving straw and stepped forward. , Stretched out his hand to hold Wei Yuan's cuffs, and said anxiously: "Master Wei, you go quickly."

"Brothers..."

Wei Yuan's face was calm: "Don't worry, their cultivation base is very high, it doesn't matter."

The little Taoist was about to cry anxiously: "Marshal Zhao is okay."

"But brother, he and Guan Shengdijun have been drinking until now."

Wei Yuan grinned.

Have you been drinking until now?

That's really enough to drink...

He comforted the little Taoist priest and said, "Don't worry, they can resolve this by themselves."

Little Taoist A Xuan said blankly, "But, they drank all the wine they used for the altar on the mountain last night. They were so drunk that they didn’t use their strength to rescue them. When the alcohol came up, they didn’t care about anything. Now they just ran. I went to the back kitchen and turned out the cooking wine, and now I start to drink it."

Wei Yuan's smile stagnated.

Um? What?

Drink cooking wine?

He reacted.

Cooking wine? ! !

Wei Yuan's eyes widened, then he brushed the direct Yufeng, and rushed towards the back kitchen of Longhu Mountain-Longhu Mountain's Secret Cooking Wine. He also planned to take a little with him this time. The little Taoist A Xuan was at a loss and reached out his hand. To speak, the Master Wei Guan disappeared in front of him, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Finally, Wei Yuan successfully rescued a small half bottle of cooking wine.

Then untie the large stainless steel thermos that he carried with him.

Let A Xuan find three bowls.

Gudu Gudu poured three bowls of sober soup.

Passed it to Zhao Xuantan and Guan Yunchang, and said politely: "Marshal Zhao, General Guan, please use it."

Then he handed the last bowl to Zhang Ruosu.

The old Taoist burped his hand and said, "No, I don't drink, and I'm not drunk. What sober soup should I drink?"

"Don't drink or drink."

A Xuan couldn’t persuade him. When he was having a headache, a black figure jumped up and landed on the stone table with four claws in the snow. It was a civet that had been raised on Longhu Mountain for hundreds of years. The black cat licked it. Licking his paw, one paw was stuck in the hangover soup, and he pushed a little in the direction of the old Taoist priest.

Zhang Lao Dao burped alcohol and waved his hand.

Black cats stretched out their paws blankly.

The claws popped out of the meat pad.

Zhang Ruosu raised the ceramic bowl and raised his neck.

Tons tons tons tons tons!

The black cat nodded in satisfaction.

The old Taoist sighed, his Taoism is already extremely high, and he is not invaded by poisons, not to mention the mere drunkenness. In fact, he does not need to drink sober soup. As long as the exercises run for a week, he can become energetic again, but anyway, sober soup I have already drunk it, which is not a waste.

Several people changed a place again.

Wei Yuan took out a pocket from his cuff and handed it over.

Zhang Ruosu opened it and took a look, and found that there were soil and spiritual materials installed in different categories. He was taken aback, and then came back to his senses. He knew that this was the seed and soil of the mountain and sea world he had agreed with Wei Yuan before. To conduct research in the human world, it is best to create a spiritual plant in the human world and create an artificial spiritual land.

This has extremely important significance and value for the promotion of practice exercises.

Zhang Ruosu thanked him and said in doubt: "Right, Master Weiguan."

"Didn't you say that Hu Tian's magical power consumes too much mana, you can't easily use it?"

"How did this kind of child come from?"

Wei Yuan fell silent and said, "I had a mount at the time."

Zhang Ruosu recalled the time when he was in love, the scarlet scaled dragon beast seemed to fluctuate in luck, suddenly realized something, the corners of his mouth twitched, and looked at Wei Yuan: "At that time, it was in..."

Wei Yuan nodded affirmatively:

"Pick vegetables."

The majestic dragon beast in the eyes of ordinary people, lurking in the clouds and changing, is actually picking vegetables and digging in the Yaochi. This contrast made the old Taoist priests trance for a long time, and then the head of Guan Yun stroked his beards and said, "Dao Yuan, You said you have something to tell Guan about today?"

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't thanked General Guan and Marshal Xuan Tan for their help."

Guan Yun held his eyes and said flatly: "It's just a matter of raising your hand. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Even if we were born together, this kind of thing is naturally incumbent."

Wei Yuan said, "I also had a headache before, and I didn't have any good things in return."

"But there was a windfall yesterday."

"Neither me nor Friends Zhang is of no use, but it is of little use to both of you."

Zhang Ruosu was stunned, and then he was stunned. He smiled and said, "It's true."

"This is the best."

From Chang Guan's point of view, Wei Yuan replied quietly:

"It is an incense sacrifice for thousands of years at the Buddhist School of Tiantai Sect."

"If the Buddhist aspiration is stripped away, what is left is the purest incense."

PS: Today, one more three thousand two hundred words...the buffer chapter