Museum of Demons

Latest URL: Dao Yan looked at the girl in front of her, and after she was silent, she felt that it seemed that it was not the right time to come.

The goddess took a step aside.

After thanking him, Dao Yan walked into the museum. Although he knew that it was something in a dream, when he saw Wei Yuan, he couldn't help but think of that dream, feeling a little weird in his heart.

"It's you...Master Dao Yan."

Wei Yuan was a little surprised at Dao Yan's sudden visit, and then noticed the ancient book in the hands of the black-clothed monk. He frowned slightly, and Dao Yan slowly said, "...the poor monk has something, and I have to ask Wei Guan. Subjective."

Wei Yuan thought that when he first came to the museum, he also wanted him to take a look.

There is no doubt that what I did in the past-to reverse Dao Yan's fate.

It was indeed that Dao Yan remembered him deeply in the long years that followed, and never forgot.

As for hatred.

Or the obsessive-compulsive disorder developed since childhood.

As a result, he had clearly seen his own fate, and finally he felt suffocated. Dao Yan couldn't swallow the breath.

In short, Dao Yan hit the bar with Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but gritted his teeth and sighed with such obsession.

The me in the past…

What did you do!

Seeing Dao Yan's persistent look, Wei Yuan had to explain to Jue and Yuan Jue and the others, and then returned to the quiet room where they usually meditate and refine Qi. Dao Yan looked around, sat down quietly, and moved his chair without changing his face. .

Until the four legs of the chair happened to fall into the square tile.

There is no line pressed to either side.

Each point of the chair is equal to the edge of this square tile.

Nor did it suppress the decorative patterns on the tiles.

Then his brows stretched out, and his expression was refreshed.

Standing on his chest with one hand, he announced the Buddha's horn and said, "Amitabha."

"Master Wei Guan, please look at this thing."

He flipped over and took out the tightly-wrapped ancient book, and then carefully handed it to Wei Yuan. There is no doubt that it was a manuscript, even a draft, and the edge corners of the page were already covered. yellow.

Wei Yuan's expression slowly and solemnly fell: "This is..."

His palm lightly pressed on this ancient book.

There are countless pictures in front of me.

I saw that Wei Yuan once again outlined the scroll on the ancient book, and had a deep hatred with the person in front of him in his previous life. At least the young monk who he thought was a hatred and hated him did not move much, and never took this opportunity to make a move. In the end, he just put his hands together. .

As for the reason...

The wooden door opened slowly.

The girl with the high ponytail hummed softly outside.

Flowing wind filled the whole museum.

The soldier soul sat on the ground, and did not know where he took out a fist-sized whetstone, sharpening the blade bit by bit, while sharpening the knife while glancing at Dao Yan, with a simple smile, the sound of sharpening the knife almost scratched his ears. Past.

The two little guys of the Dao Sect will not say anything about it, the girl holding the snacks, there is an awe-inspiring atmosphere in her eyebrows.

The tall and strong Yuanjue mops the floor, but the mop is clearly made of special metal...

A line of sight seemed to fall on the young monk.

They seem to have said everything.

It seemed to say nothing.

Yuanjue put the heavy mop on one side and smiled heartily:

"Little Master Dao Yan, do you want something to eat?"

Dao Yan was expressionless and withdrew his gaze.

…………

The eighteenth year of Jiajing was in June.

In the month, thousands of snakes emerged from the tip of the Tianmu landslide in Zhejiang.

-"Wanli Yehuo" · Ming.

In February of this year, when the Emperor Jiajing was out, he encountered fires three times in a row. The last time he was almost involved in it, Long Yan was furious, which caused many officials to suffer.

No one has ever known that a corner of Tianmu Mountain has been cracked, and a person has stepped out of it.

Zhejiang Yiwu.

This is also an area of ​​Jiangnan Road. There is a lot of water, and there is a natural pond in the shape of a full moon. There is a small island in it. The locals here call this place a rhino looking at the moon, but There is a grotto in which a man staggered to his feet.

He wiped his face with a handful of water and exhaled a sigh of breath.

What the water reflects is a face that looks at most thirty years old. His black hair is erected with a blue hairpin, and he is dressed in gray and has an ancient temperament. He clearly looks only twenty years old, but his temples are already pale. , It seemed that there was a slight chill in the water, and he couldn't help but cough, and there was a sense of death on his face.

After a long time, he barely got up, looked at the distance, his eyes were blank, and he muttered:

"The Year of Jiajing..."

"Why, I haven't died yet?"

Since the Tianmu Mountain fell apart, he has been wandering on this land. For some reason, he no longer remembers anything, but even if he no longer remembers anything, he lacks and knows a lot of things, some in the wild. Beasts, birds and snakes can't invade.

He has a good cooking skills and knows a lot of medical skills.

But why he was under Tianmu Mountain, he really couldn't remember.

He just remembered that he deserved to die during the Hongwu period, or at most later, but the person who should have died did not die. What happened to cause this ending?

When the dead do not die, there is nothing more against fate than this.

I almost vaguely remember that some of the gray-clothed men just wandered aimlessly in the past, but when the duty came to this day, I could hear a little slapstick from a distance, and it was some local children who were arguing. Who can sing the opera best? The Wu opera here is not good to listen to. Most of the children without books like these stories.

Playing jokes while playing around, the children of a farm family, it is rare to have leisure.

While I was playing, I looked up and saw that there was another person in front of him, dressed in grey clothes, and his expression was peaceful, but he looked a little listless, as if he was dying, and was shocked.

One of the thin young men with a simple face was so scared that he fell back. It was the man in the gray robe who stretched out his hand to prevent him from falling to the ground. The man asked gently, "Is it all right?"

"No, it's okay..."

The thin boy shook his head quickly.

Seeing the unspeakable sickness on the gray-robed youth's face, all the teenagers seemed to be dying, or that this was believed by everyone who had crawled out of the grave, and they hurriedly greeted their companions to avoid it.

But the thinnest young man was kind in his heart. He hesitated, he ran over, handed a piece of bread in his arms, then turned his head, and ran away with fear. The gray-robed man smiled and thanked him, and then sat there. Quietly eating this is not very tasty food.

After several teenagers went back, they felt that they had hit a ghost and had nightmares for several days.

The youngest boy felt uneasy and ran back several times.

After coming and going slowly, I learned that this young man is not a ghost, just a Doctor You Fang, but then everyone said that his own heart seems to have a problem, and he coughs constantly every day, his medical skills are definitely not good.

But he said so secretly, but there are no doctors in this country.

If there was any problem, I had to come to this Doctor Yuan who didn't seem so reliable.

The thin young man often runs here too, not for anything else, simply because he can eat delicious food here. One day, this young man smiled and asked him: "If you have any ideas for the future, would you be willing to follow me? Learn some medical skills?"

The youth joked:

"Although I am not a famous doctor, I should still be able to teach students."

At that time, the boy's father was there, and he was overjoyed immediately.

In this place, medical skills can be passed down to the family, even if you don't rely on this line for food.

At least there can be more choices.

Besides, who hasn't had a headache when it hurt? In this place, everyone respects those who know some medical skills, and immediately decided to let the young man apprentice, but the young man murmured, but shook his head and said, "...but, I want to fight the Japanese pirates."

The young father was startled.

And then furious, or rather angry and angrily said: "You, you, you..."

"You want to **** me off."

"Go and fight against Japanese pirates!"

The young man murmured: "... shouldn't the Japanese pirates fight?"

"There were also Japanese pirates who came outside two years ago."

The middle-aged man first said angrily: "Of course we should fight!"

"But you don't have any abilities like this, you only know how to farm, what to fight, and how to fight for your life?"

The young man scratched his head, and suddenly looked at the gray-robed man like blessed soul, expecting:

"Otherwise, can you teach me how to knife?"

The gray-robed young man was surprised, and then laughed. He noticed the expectation and desire in the eyes of the middle-aged man, so he smiled and shook his head, and said, "I might, not very good at swordsmanship."

The young man regretted it, and was finally dragged away by his father's ears.

Since Ming Dynasty, no one has ever trained Zhejiang soldiers, and no one has trained Yiwu soldiers.

However, a martial artist was invited from the village to teach these young children how to do swordsmanship.

However, the thin child still often comes here to eat rice and medicine wine.

With the practice of knives and martial arts, he looked gradually stronger.

It just looks honest and honest.

One day when he came, he was shocked to see that Mr. Gray Robe seemed to be leaving.

The gray-robed man shook his head and said, "You don't need to stay, there is always a feast in life."

"It seems that I am going to find some people, although I don't know who I am going to find."

"... But, do you really want to fight the Japanese pirates in the future?"

The boy scratched his head and nodded: "Although I will either go to the mine or go to the field in the future, I still want to fight those guys. If I have a chance, I mean... if some generals are willing to take them with me. If we go to fight the Japanese pirates, I will definitely work hard."

"Really... Then, I'll give you a present."

The gray-robed young man seemed to nod in approval, grabbed the chopper on the side, and then slashed it. The light of the knife rose violently, and then it circulated in a flash. The house was overwhelmed by the cold, and it was an ordinary hatchet-like weapon. , At this moment, it is like an unparalleled weapon in the world.

The young man only felt that his soul would be frozen and solidified.

After a long time, he trembled and said: "You don't know how to use swordsmanship?"

The gray-robed young man flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, smiled, and said, "I remember."

"I used to, a long, long time ago."

"It seems to have seen a bearded man with a knife."

"But he uses a long-handled big knife, which is different from this one, but it's about the same, so I should know a little bit about the knife."

The teenager stammered:

"Long handle? Is it Guan Gong like that?"

The gray-robed youth was silent for a long time and said: "Yes."

"it's him."

…………

The gray-robed youth left the village after leaving two medical books.

No one knows where he went.

He has traveled many places, along the Yangtze River valley, drinking spring water when he is thirsty, and picking wild fruits when he is hungry. Perhaps, because he has no memory, he is not obsessed with purpose, or perhaps not. Perseverance can have such calmness.

And he arrived at Yingtianfu.

In the teahouse.

I saw a businessman with half-white hair talking to the opposite youth.

"Ruzhong, don't you take the exam?"

The young man was depressed and sighed: "Father, I have been studying hard since I was a child, but I have failed the exam three times in a row. I really don't have any thoughts to take the exam again. Besides, there are so many things in the world. Who says I have to take the imperial examination?"

"The son really did his best."

The old businessman’s tone was slow and reasonable: "I gave you the word Ruzhong, I hope you can be called a court loyal minister, not to be such an idler. When you were a child, you hollowed out your pillow and hid "Youyang Miscellaneous Cu" and turned the wall. I took out my head and stuffed "Xuanguailu", I can bear it, after all, I am still young, and I also told myself that this son who can read, I have to bear it."

"When you are studying in Longxi Academy, you don't read sage poems, you go to hear about books every day."

"I can endure what the world talks about filling my heart."

"Now you have been careless since you were young, and you have the face to say that you did your best?"

"Ru Zhong, I'll ask you if you take the exam?"

The young man sullenly said, "No test."

"Will you take the test?"

"No test!"

"Wu Ruzhong...Are you going to rebel against being a father?"

"Father, am I going to do business, too?"

After a long argument, the young man couldn't get in.

The old businessman suddenly slapped the table, UU reading www.uukanshu.com lost his mind, and directly angered:

"Wu Chengen!"

The shout was like thunder, and the roof of the tea house shook several times.

The young man who had been shouted his full name shrank his neck, and his arrogance suddenly wilted.

"Test…"

"Can't the exam still work?"

ps: The third one today...Such a thing is too difficult to write about. Wu Chengen’s birth is based on Mr. Lu Xun’s "A Brief History of China" in 1510, saying that he should be twenty-eight or ninety-nine years old at this moment.

Yu Younian was curious about it. When I was studying in the Boy's Society, whenever I stole the history of barnyard, I was afraid of being slandered by my father and teacher, and I asked to read it privately-Wu Chengen.

It’s hard every time, sigh...Sleep and sleep, my work and rest break again, I hope I can adjust it back

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