Museum of Demons

Vol 2 Chapter 479: Wei Yuan’s traditional repertoire (thanks to the fairy tales of light and darkne

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Daming Jiangnan, naturally solidified in the dream.

Wei Yuan looked at the unfamiliar and familiar gray-robed young man, who also looked at Wei Yuan with a smile, and then put his right hand behind his back, with a gentle and elegant temperament, leisurely and authentic:

"Meet again... Wei Yuan."

There was a pause in his voice, with a smile.

"Or, the future me."

"..."

Wei Yuan looked around and sat down at random.

Counting numbers silently in my heart.

Five, four, three.

Two, one...

almost.

Then, as expected, the gray-robed man stretched his hands and smiled, blinking his eyes and said:

"Ah, have you been scared? Hahaha..."

"Or, the future me, you have guessed my current state, so you are waiting for me to take a picture and explain it myself?"

He smiled and said with emotion: "Indeed, what you see at this moment is just a breath of true spirit that I left on Guang Xiao's body. I can wait for the time to trigger naturally, but if you want to trigger this true spirit, you need to remember. Get up something, otherwise... it's just a meeting and not knowing each other."

"Since you can see me, it means you should remember a lot of things."

Wei Yuan muttered to himself that it was true.

If a person doesn't even know if he is lying, that would be too ridiculous.

The gray-robed youth in front of him was just a mouth, and he knew what he was going to fart.

have to say.

I am so familiar with myself.

The young man in front of him can probably be compared to the video tapes left by Wei Yuan of the Ming Dynasty, or those so-called “time capsules,” buried in the ground what he wanted to say when he was young, and forgot about it after a few decades. Dig it out again.

The young man in a gray robe with a jasper hairpin scratched his head and smiled freely:

"Originally, I wanted to pretend to be a senior, even if I communicate in the form of dreams and phantoms, I also have a sense of self. I can communicate with people across the ages, and I should be able to frighten you. Stunned."

"But think about it later, you are me and I am you."

"As long as my memory is restored in the future, the things I think of will probably make me ashamed to want to hit the wall with my head, or jump directly into the well and start my next life, then forget it."

"Well, it's not about worrying about being ashamed, but this kind of thing like recording things every day to pit oneself in the future is really boring, so I just said it directly-of course, in fact, I think you have already expected it. NS."

"There is a catastrophe in the world, and I, we, are already in trouble."

"It's so troublesome that I have to find a way to spread the news to myself in the future..."

The gray-robed youth's expression slowly became solemn, looking at his palm, his voice paused, and he said:

"In this life."

"...I forgot everything."

"But I also remember many things, those...too many chaotic pictures, so I can't even tell whether those things are true or not, let alone confirm those experiences in my memory, which one happened first. Which one happened later."

"There is only one thing I still keep in mind...I want to change something."

"Because I still remember a book in my mind."

Wei Yuan closed his eyes.

Is it because Xuanzang’s Dharma empowerment caused the memory of the true soul to recover, and because there are too many memories in the past, all of them are memorized in one breath, but it has a huge impact on the soul, causing confusion and lack of memory?

And that book...

Wei Yuan and himself in the Ming Dynasty spoke together, one with a low voice, the other with a slow tone:

""Push Back Picture"."

The gray-robed youth smiled and said, "I don’t know if you remember it. It seems that it was Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng who told us the importance of this book. At that time, I watched the completion of this book with my own eyes. I was in troubled times. After waking up in the middle, drifting away from this battlefield, um, you are me, so I know."

"When the memory is confused, it is absolutely impossible for our character to believe this."

"But in the end, when I saw that all the beggars who were once became emperors, they were no different from what was recorded in the "Tui Bei Tu", I began to believe it slowly, so I decided to do something, and at that time I His memory is worse than it is now, and many things have been forgotten."

"I only remember in the end, I have to accomplish four things."

He stretched out his finger: "First, when Chang Yuchun is in his prime, heal him."

"Lest he be hit by black hands at the peak, and he will die in the wind."

"I did it."

"Second, we are trying to reverse the war of Yan Wang Zhu Di's rebellion."

"Third, in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, I went to Yingtianfu to cure the stubborn illnesses of Empress Ma and the prince."

"Fourth, stop Liu Bowen from cutting the dragon, or, at a critical time, let Liu Bowen go outside the Great Wall to kill the poisonous dragon outside the pass. In the end, I chose the second path. When I left this true spirit, I was still in the south of the Yangtze River. , After a while, I might look for Liu Bowen."

"I found these four nodes according to the "Tui Bei Tu", which should be able to bring China back to the right track as much as possible, and try my best to stop a tragic massacre, but I later discovered that things are not that simple. , This is why I chose to leave a message."

The gray-clothed youth looked solemn and said slowly:

"There is a big enemy."

He then asked:

"If it were you now, how would you choose to resolve the robbery of King Yan?"

Wei Yuan muttered to himself: "The Emperor Hongwu has a strong temperament, and the King Yan is in a special position. If he chooses to remove him secretly, it will inevitably lead to a series of greater consequences. Besides, I am also very good at doing this kind of killing in order to change the future. , So when you choose to make the big and small, then make the small and nothing."

"It's like demolishing a house, first remove the pillars, and destroy it without attack."

The afterimage voice left by the gray-robed youth paused and sighed: "I don't know what you chose."

"It's not wise to move King Yan, I plan to remove his pillars first."

"Dao Yan, the prime minister in black in "The Picture of Pushing Back".

"I figured out his position, so I turned into Dr. You Fang and came to his hospital and successfully lived there. I saw his birth with my own eyes. His qualifications and roots are unparalleled in the world, but the spirit implied A ray of tyrannical and murderous air of military strategists."

"It's a pity, I didn't manage to kill him in the end, so I chose to spend a certain amount of time slowly influencing his character. It had already succeeded... His life style has changed, and it has also indirectly reversed the Yan Wang Zhu Di. About the uprising, but later I found out that his fate had changed again."

"I asked him again and again"

"He told me that he saw a stone stele with his fate, saying that Yao Guangxiao would become the only person born in Buddhism like a Confucian who was born into the world like Confucianism. In the future generations, he was very excited, but I noticed something wrong, a big mistake—"

"Someone wants to bring my changed fate back to the way it was."

Grey Robe Youth Road:

"Probably it is equivalent to, I want to treat people, but at the same time someone is poisoning."

"If I cure a person, he will be poisoned by another person."

"There is a certain existence that is constantly influencing these destinies, leading China to the great catastrophe of the ages, and now, I am in the dark, and the enemy is also in the dark, I change a node, and he also Will detect it, and then break this node back."

"That won't work, I decided to find a way to lure him out, or say... at least figure out something."

"But I don't know if I can survive after I figure this out...probably I can't survive. If I know too many things since ancient times, I will die more miserably, and even the memory of seeing that scene will be erased. ."

"So I have to find a way to save what I have found, so as to ensure that after I wake up in the next life, um, which is now me, you, can remember, at least leave some clues."

"In fact, I am worried that if these things are contained in objects, they will be noticed."

The gray-robed youth said gently: "So, I chose...you should know it too."

Wei Yuan instantly understood that because this young man was his past self, it could be compared to the video tapes left by his past self. The thinking circuits of the two are the same, and if it were him, he would lose his memory and suffered a catastrophe. When you can't easily believe in real spiritual items.

If you are forced to the last step, I am afraid that you will find familiar people and retain the true spirit.

And if this person is his friend, he will also be detected by secret enemies.

Therefore, the one who carries the message of the true spirit must be the enemy.

The gray robe Qing sighed with a young voice: "Just ask, when you forget the past, your memory is chaotic."

"Faced with desperation again, how to pass the news down?"

"Only find someone who is hostile to me, and this person had better live a long time."

"And it happens that Guangxiao is such a person...because he already knows his fate, and for some reason, I have to reverse his fate, and let him change from a black prime minister to a happy life. A land walker on earth."

"Now he still wants to be my disciple."

"However, after I have completely resolved the rebellion of King Yan Zhu Di, he will probably resent me deeply. Holding this resentment, with the supernatural powers of Buddhism, and after I reincarnate again, he will definitely meet him again. I should be able to remember these."

The true spirit left by the gray-robed youth muttered to himself:

"Eternal catastrophe."

"No matter what the future is, no matter what the price is, I will reverse it all."

"Guangxiao is about to wake up. I can't leave too much information. I just say that in the future, I will try my best to reverse Guangxiao's fate. If you were in that era, there was no such thing as a black prime minister in history. Then at least it proves that I succeeded."

"And afterwards, I will look for Liu Bowen."

"If I was assassinated after meeting Liu Bowen, it would represent the enemy."

"Also, be careful of Hetu Luoshu."

The true spirit of the gray-robed youth slowly dissipated and merged into Wei Yuan's body. Then, the gray-robed youth in the dreamland became stagnant and dull. Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and the memory was restored—it was that he himself was in the past, once Try to change certain things in order to reverse the catastrophe.

However, he encountered obstacles and had to take a risk to figure out who wanted to guide the disaster.

Who on earth is preventing him from changing his destiny?

Guide Liu Bowen to cut the dragon veins...

Wei Yuan pressed his eyebrows, and an earlier memory appeared in his mind.

He was indeed guiding Liu Bowen to cut the dragon vein outside the Guan.

But afterwards, he was also pierced by a sword from behind.

It seems...Sure enough, he was still noticed.

Memories fluttered and shattered, and I couldn't remember other things at all.

Wei Yuan sighed, then he was slightly startled, and slowly slowed down. There was a strong sense of shame in his mind that came out of his memory, making him want to hit the wall with his head, or jump directly into the well to start the next life. .

The past me!

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth.

I! me!

What did I think.

Why do you think it would be fun to pretend to be forceful in front of yourself? !

Gan, this kind of shame about reading space literature in high school.

And in memory, it is also the era of Ming Dynasty.

Jiangnan——

In a pharmacy, the teenager Yao Guangxiao was sleeping soundly, and the gray-robed youth next to him slowly retracted his fingers from the young man’s eyebrows, a bit of real aura flowed, and the young man who had lost most of his memory smiled slightly~www.wuxiahere.com~ thinking about not knowing his future. What will it look like when you recall all this?

Maybe it will be very pleasant, right?

It's like discovering the diary that I left twenty years ago.

With the feeling of reuniting with the past.

Yao Guangxiao woke up staringly, slowly watching the sun outside, the bells hanging from the window jingle in the wind, the wind sent the sunset, Mr. Gray Robe was holding a book in his hand, and he was watching the outside quietly. .

This one, time seems to be timeless.

The boy stayed for a while, and then asked habitually as he did in the past: "Mr. Yuan, can't you accept me as a disciple?"

He asked many times, each time he was disappointed.

This time, the gentleman in the gray robe actually agreed.

"sure."

"Hey hey?"

Yao Guangxiao was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Gray Robe smiled and said:

"However, I have to wait for a while, and I will definitely accept you as a disciple in the future."

"Never go back."

"Ok!"

When the young man cheered, he didn't realize that after what the husband said, it may be really long, long time later, and the gray-robed young man smiled slightly, a bird fell gently on the scroll, the young man lowered his eyes, his temperament Gentle and tranquil.

In the future, it may be three hundred years later, it may be five hundred years later.

Anyway...

I'm sorry.

The future of me.

ps: The second update today...4,000 words, thank you for the fairy tale of light and darkness, thank you~

There are only two shifts today. Tomorrow, see if I can slow down~ I can’t ignore this work and rest. If this goes on, I have to learn about Wei Yuan’s reincarnation first. It will be three shifts, if not, then there will only be two shifts, so...

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