Museum of Demons

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"Brother Fang, are you really not going to move? There is such a big thing here, it is not safe to live, besides, it is too far away from the city, and life is inconvenient."

Ji Kangle tried to persuade familiar fishermen.

Two or three hours have passed since Ziweiyuan came out of the cave.

Everyone brought up the corpses. These were of great use to the special operations team’s negotiations with the transcendent forces. However, Xiang Hongbao regretted to discover that the three phantom angels did not have sacred objects from the sanctuary. .

This makes him a little regretful.

He belongs to the independent development of Nestorianism in China. From the time of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty to the present, he has long become a local sect. Unlike the other side, their full name is Daqin Nestorianism, and the treasure handed down is "Daqin Nestorian Popularity in China" .

This Da Qin is certainly not the Da Qin of China.

It's Rome.

‘The people are all grown up and upright, like China, so it’s called the Great Qin Dynasty. ’

So it would be great if the sacred artifacts from the temple in the west could be brought back to Daqin Jingjiao.

Facing Ji Kangle’s persuasion there, Fang Feng just shook his head and smiled honestly: "You said it’s good to be outside, but I’ve never been outside on this island all my life. I don’t know anyone, and I don’t know anyone. Unfamiliar, the outside is too unfamiliar to me, so it's better to stay here."

"By the way, I also have the dried fish that I made before, all with them, all with them."

The fisherman directly blocked Ji Kangle's words.

Turned back and brought a bunch of dried fish to Wei Yuan. Everyone has them. They have good craftsmanship. When Wei Yuan was leaving, he cooked a simple meal for the drunk fisherman by the way and wiped his hands. , Said: "Brother Fang, your hosta, if you want to fix it, please contact me."

Pointing to the table casually, he smiled: "I used the leftovers to make some pickles."

"The fish head is fried, and the fish body is braised. It is easy to serve with rice. The pickles are good. It is not easy to get tired. The fish bones can be used at the end. Add some vegetables and sea rice to make a soup. The taste should be Not bad."

"There is not much time, just do it casually. Drinking on an empty stomach is still not good."

Wei Yuan smiled. He thanked the other party for allowing him to ponder the skills of the hosta.

And the reason for the disappearance of these temple monks, I am afraid it was also a collision with Gonggong.

I just hope that the divinity of brewing doesn’t have the part of these fake angels...

The corners of his mouth twitched, feeling that the bowl of wine tasted a bit mixed.

Fang Feng was taken aback, with a smile on his face, and said, "How embarrassing is this?"

But when it comes to wine, it is obvious that he wants to have another drink just for the meal. Ji Kangle has no choice but to persuade him again, but still can’t do it. Then everyone left, Fang Feng watched everyone go away, turned around and laughed. Hehe greeted the neighbor next to him, walked into the house, and poured a glass of wine.

He looked at the courtyard, his eyes were quiet, and he gradually lost his former honesty.

There is only tranquility like rocks and reefs.

The sky was getting darker, and a person appeared in front of him, tall, sitting down at will, and said:

"You didn't kill them."

Fang Feng, who has always been normal, said, "Why kill them?"

Coming to Humanity: "You haven't even let go of those people in the temple before, you just killed them neatly and happily."

"I thought you were killing you."

Fang Feng's voice said flatly: "Those monks said that they want to find out the degree of divinity recovery in China, and if possible, they should bring a part of divinity back to the church for study at all costs."

"As a subordinate of the gods, it is reasonable to bless China."

"No matter how many battles I have with Zhuan Xu and King Yu, it is also a fight for Kyushu."

"How could the divinity and the land here be coveted by the little gods of Outland."

The visitor stared at him and sighed: "You are still under the influence of Qi Jiguang and Tang Shunzhi."

"You spent some time with them."

Fang Feng was noncommittal.

The voice of the visitor paused, and he sneered: "Forget it, I won't tell you about this matter. If you dare to covet the foreign gods from China, of course you have to kill them, but you actually didn't do it quickly enough."

"And that person, that is Yu's courtier. Your ancestor Fangfeng was beheaded by Yu. Your clan's jade-making craftsmanship was also taught by Yu to his courtiers. I thought you would definitely meet him. , Kill him."

"Also save the gods from meeting him, now you can't kill him if you want to."

Fang Feng was silent, and said, "I wanted to do something to him."

"After discovering that he knows how to make jade from the wind."

"But…"

He thought of what the young man said, thought of the hosta he had made very cherished, thought of him saying that antiquities contained emotions and experiences from the past. For some reason, the murderous intentions slowly dissipated.

The man stared at the honest and dark fisherman, and said in frustration:

"Forget it, if you don't fight with you, you have changed into a human appearance... Since you saved that human woman six hundred years ago, you have become less and less like you, becoming a human being, making a jade Craftsman, when you are fine, go out to fish. Obviously, as long as you hook your fingers, the fish will automatically fall into your hands."

"Holding a bunch of not-so-good fishes, and pretending to be happy with that woman, wanting to give her pearls, we must make up such troublesome excuses. It can’t be too big or too small. I saw you had a good time with her. It's really good."

"But what's the use?"

"That woman has only walked with you for less than 30 years, and it took you 600 years to get out."

Seeing that Fangfeng’s eyes were unpleasant, the man stopped talking, picked up a bottle of wine, and caught two chopsticks:

"That Wei Yuan made this dish?"

"Well, it's a shame to have such a craft."

He exclaimed, took a dish, and stood up and said:

"The **** is sleeping again. I can go out. Fangfeng, you stay here. I heard that a willow appeared in Dongying. I'll check it out. If it's still a bit talented, I'll just mention it a little bit. , Caught it back to be driven by the gods."

Fang Feng asked, "What if you have lost Xiang Liu's arrogance?"

The man hidden in the vapor replied, "Then kill it."

When the voice fell, he had disappeared.

Fang Feng looked at the distant sky, drank a sip of wine, reached into his arms, took out the hosta, and put it on the table next to him. It was not that he couldn't repair the hosta, but he didn't dare. From this life to the present, he is only honoring the gods. Carving jade, only twice broke the ring, the first time was for Tang Shunzhi's arm carving, it was for Shenzhou's respect.

The second time was for an ordinary woman, using the magical skills of praying for the gods to carve jade thrushes for women. It was a pity that he hesitated and struggled and decided to face his own feelings. This short process was already In that woman's life, when the hosta was sent out, Qingsi had already grayed out.

If I don’t go out, I don’t know anyone outside, I don’t know anywhere, it’s too strange.

Fang Feng watched the sky light up little by little in the distance, and the sea looked like trembling fish scales.

He took a sip of wine and said to the hosta:

"You said, am I softened too..."

………………

Wei Yuan and others went ashore in a boat. After boarding the car, they only felt that their brains hurt—Gonggong's strength was too strong. Wei Yuan and Gonggong had no contact at all before this, but he could directly crash the support. The imperfect mountain of the concept of heaven and earth has created a hole in the heavens, which can set off the waters of the four seas. It can be seen that this kind of combat power is completely beyond the ordinary gods and belongs to mythological natural disasters.

And obviously, Gonggong's attitude is to hope that the mountains and seas will return and that the gods will rule Kyushu completely.

This is contrary to Shenzhou and his personal wishes.

As for the use of force to stop co-working...

Wei Yuan suspects that Gonggong’s collision is at least comparable to a large planetary collision, and since the sky is shattered, the Nine Yin Yin is needed to support the Nine Nether Kingdom. The direct consequences need to be seen by Nuwa himself. He has no idea that this is. What level of destructive power.

The Chicxulub crater has a destructive power equivalent to two million tsar hydrogen bombs.

So here comes the problem-

Collapsing the gods on behalf of the Tianzhu, making the heavens and the earth torn apart.

After the aura came up, a hammer was equivalent to how many tsarist hydrogen bombs.

second question.

He has a body that has been blessed by many different animals in ancient times.

Can you hold the hammer of Gonggong?

Think of it this way.

Wei Yuan felt a little numb.

My head is numb, it is really numb.

Yu, how did you win back then...

When are you coming back?

I can't figure it out.

Don't come back, leave me the guide.

Wuzhiqi said with emotion in his mind: "I have to say, Wei Yuan."

"You are a real boss."

He learned a lot of new vocabulary and exclaimed:

"I have also seen Yu dare to talk to him like this."

"You are the second one."

"As expected of you, head iron!"

The corner of Wei Yuan's eyes twitched, he dealt with the helplessness, and then he thought about it seriously.

so,

It's time to go to Qingqiu Country.

Did Yu leave anything to reinforce the seal?

Gonggong, it was the source of the two great disasters of the Gods. It was Nuwa to repair the sky, candles to illuminate the sun and the moon, and King Yu to control the waters. It's better. If you can, go to work and sleep first.

I can ask Wu Zhiqi to sing a lullaby for you.

Although Wei Yuan felt that when he really had to face him, he would still draw his sword.

But now it is better to avoid disasters first.

After Wei Yuan pondered, he made a decision, cleaned up the dried fish, and decided to give the girl a little gift.

Then he was taken aback, stretched out his hand and turned over, and found a box under the dried fish.

There is a strong breath of true spirit inside.

Open the box, and inside it is the pen with a strong true spirit.

………

"This is…"

Wei Yuan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Fang Feng would actually leave that pen to himself.

There was also a piece of paper in it, which said that it would be useless to leave this pen with him anyway. It would be better to give it to him and treat it as a donation to a museum. At least it is worse than moldy on a small island.

After Wei Yuan pondered, he wrote a letter of thanks.

Then he chose to let Feng Siyu go back by himself, and he himself went to Qingqiu Country.

Regarding co-working matters, he must ask clearly.

The little foxes recognized the outsider.

Laughing and playing and showing him the way along the way, he was led to the female girl. Before the female girl could speak, Wei Yuan honestly gave the gift and preemptively said:

"I went to the beach this time."

"It just happens to be something, I want to go back to Qingqiu, and I just happen to come to see you."

"Brought a gift by the way."

The female Jiao's voice was stagnant, then she smiled and looked at Wei Yuan who was sitting tightly, and said kindly, "Don't be so nervous."

"As if I could eat you, come and have tea."

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and picked up the tea. The two exchanged a few words, and the female Jiao said: "Speaking of which, how was your time during this time?"

Wei Yuan nodded and said: "Fortunately, that is to say, I am going to the Emperor's Tomb..."

"I see."

"For the imperial tomb, pay attention to safety."

The girl nodded, ordered a few words, and then smiled and said: "But speaking of it, when I come here, I meditate every day, read poems and drink tea, and have got two good poems. If you have time, give me a taste. Tasting."

Wei Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know much about poems, he was familiar with the three hundred Tang poems. No matter how many sentences he could fit, he had already decided in his heart. No matter what the verse, please make the girl happy. Besides, he said, "Since it is the poem you thought of by Miko, it must be a good poem. I will listen carefully."

With a reserved smile, Nv Jiao said:

"Then listen carefully."

"This verse is... Buddhism dies."

"Is there a longevity?"

"Is it a good poem?"

? ? !

The look on Wei Yuan's face solidified.

The little fox outside this yard suddenly heard a few murmurs inside, and glanced at it curiously, and saw that the guest was flushed and gritted his teeth, while the ancestors were pursing his lips and smiling with a full face. Joy seems to be extremely satisfying, it looks like she secretly ate the cake outside.

Wei Yuan only felt a bang in his head, and for a moment he couldn't wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

Especially the acquaintance of the real longevity, the female Jiao, stretched the tone and laughed, making him embarrassed to want to get out.

Seeing that the teasing was almost done, the girl said jokingly: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Let's talk, what's the matter."

The feminine voice is gentle, like those eldest sisters who can eliminate all problems. To tease a little bit, she was originally collecting'remuneration.'

, This kid's cultivation is not enough.

But no matter how long it has been, your eldest sister is still your eldest sister.

You little guy, you're still tender.

Nv Jiao felt a little more happy, sniffed slightly, and smiled and said, "Did you drink before you came here?"

"Um."

Wei Yuan picked up the tea, drank and rinsed his mouth.

Silently replied: "I went to the East China Sea and met Gonggong."

"Have a drink with Him."

The feminine gesture paused slightly, and her smile stagnated.

Um?

PS: Today's second update..., four thousand words, a buffer chapter, and thinking about updating before twelve o'clock, it finally failed...Sleep to sleep.

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