Museum of Demons

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Dao Yan drank tea in silence, watching the tall monk with a hearty smile washing rice in front of him, black rice, oatmeal, quinoa, rice, brown rice, all of them, big and small, colorful, in that monk Under the agitation of the strong muscles of the right arm, they are all together in a completely disorderly and disorderly posture.

The young monk twitched his forehead.

Recite Buddhist scriptures silently in my heart.

All actions are like dreams and bubbles, and dew is like electricity, so we should observe them in the same way.

The fake ones are all fake.

All are empty.

There is nothing there.

Suddenly, the museum owner with his eyes slightly closed in front of him slowly opened his eyes.

But I haven't spoken for a long time.

Dao Yan paused in his heart, put down the tea cup in his hand, looked up, he was stunned before speaking, he hesitated, and said suspiciously:

"Master Wei Guan, you seem... very nervous?"

"Nervous? Not really."

"Amitabha... is that scary?"

"Afraid? Heh... No one in Wei has been afraid of anyone."

"Not lying?"

"Wei is not a nonsense person with his eyes open!"

This sentence is awe-inspiring.

"Yes……"

Dao Yan fell silent and said, "Then, Master Wei Guan, can you open your eyes?"

Wei Yuan: "..."

"Opened."

The monk looked at him and said seriously: "Just one thing, don't Shenzhou people lie to Shenzhou people?"

Wei Yuan: "...you don't believe me?!"

This museum owner, who has gone through many dangers, has a calm face, but cold sweat is constantly oozing from his forehead, and the sweat slid down his cheeks. When he heard Jue’s footsteps, the young monk found that the guardian owner was unchanged. The speed at which the cold sweat flows out has obviously increased by sixty percent.

Wei Yuan's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

Urgent, go to Kunlun in three days.

But Queen Mother West was beaten.

Well, although I can understand it, I won't let it go if I have this opportunity.

but……

The premise is that I am not the ‘future me’.

The new God of War of the Terran, the owner of the museum, the first person in the old street scandal, the first person on the list of unpopular figures in the Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianshi Mansion! The eternal nightmare of cumin spicy taste of different animals in mountains and seas! The unsupported parent, the owner of Wei Yuanwei Museum, let out a sigh of relief and began to think about this issue seriously.

I feel.

My death star is shining.

"so……"

Dao Yan's face was calm and calm. He stood up and looked down at Wei Yuan who was sitting on the wheelchair. He slowly asked, "I see your face, but you think of the poor monk, do you think of the many grievances with the poor monk? ?"

The golden Buddha light glowed from his right palm.

Wei Yuan's thoughts paused.

Then he opened his eyes wide, his face remained unchanged and said, "It's a pity."

"In this memory, it has nothing to do with you."

Dao Yan's movements suddenly solidified, and he lifted it with a palm, looking at Wei Yuan's sincere eyes.

Can't fight it and can't take it back: "..."

……………………

In the end, the young monk flew away.

"You wait!"

"Next time, next time I will surely remind you of it!"

The young monk didn't even eat any food, gritted his teeth, and left with anger.

When he went out, Wei Yuan reminded him of the hearty smile of the doctor back then, and said, "Would you like to leave after eating? Yuanjue cooked fast food, and monks can also eat it. Anyway, there is an extra pair of chopsticks. Thing."

Smelling the fragrance inside the pot, the young monk moved slightly.

Just think about the sensation of stirring the eight-treasure porridge with a hearty smile, and looking at the young museum owner smiling under the light. The young monk's mouth twitched, and he said stiffly: "The poor monk is not hungry. Thank you, the museum master, for your kindness."

"Farewell!"

Turned around and walked far away.

A black monk's clothes that were completely different from ordinary monks and nuns melted into the night.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "It's a pity..."

Looking back, the materials prepared in the room were actually sufficient, and he said, "I originally planned to give you your favorite snack when you were a kid."

Dao Yan drove away, but the scent lingered on the tip of his nose and refused to dissipate.

Seeing a small stall on the side of the street, I walked over and sat down.

"Boss, do you have food?"

"A porridge, a vegetarian dish."

"Good little master, wait a minute."

Monk Taoyan closed his eyes tightly, reciting the Buddhist scriptures silently, his mood gradually calmed down, recalling the decision made just now, there is nothing wrong with it. In any case, it is impossible for the poor monks to eat in the museum even if they practice hard. It's impossible to eat that monk's eight-treasure porridge.

I heard the yelling greeting: "Come on, little master, your dishes."

Dao Yan opened his eyes.

Saw a piece of eight-treasure porridge.

…………………………

Wei Yuan put the manuscript of Journey to the West on the shelf of the museum's collection, pretending to be indifferent. In fact, his heart was slightly low, and his thoughts surfaced in his heart, always refusing to dissipate, doubts, endless. Doubts surfaced in his mind.

After eating early, Wei Yuan played with Xiao Yuer and Feng Siyu for a while.

Send Jue back to the flower shop.

He returned to the quiet room of the museum, closed the door of the quiet room, slowly exhaled a sigh of breath, then sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes in rare meditation, and fell into a dream in a flash, in his lucid dream , At this moment there is only a huge Kuafu.

Wei Yuan looked around, and Kuafu was fishing.

Very good, good fun.

The water ghost has a successor.

It is said that this person once drank a whole river in one breath.

It seems that he and the water ghost should have a common language.

But... it is estimated that there is no way, unless the water ghost can have a whole happy river.

Otherwise, Kuafu's appetite cannot be satisfied.

But how is this possible, haha...

Wei Yuan shook his head and threw this ridiculous idea away. It was still not certain whether this guy was Ying Long, but it should be impossible. Wei Yuan tapped and sent another message out. After a while, he cursed. Wuzhiqi also appeared here.

Whether it is walking the road of human beings or talking about the future of God, Wuzhiqi will always stand by Wei Yuan's side.

Of course, if he knew that Journey to the West had something to do with the museum owner in front of him.

Perhaps, he would choose to throw Wei Yuan into the water first, and knock him a hundred times with a stick.

But at this time, Wuzhiqi didn't know the hidden secrets at all, and just a little impatiently said: "Can you hurry up? What's the matter, my game is still open, if there is nothing wrong, be careful of the stick. "

Wei Yuan sat down cross-legged and said, "Then you can just listen."

In his dreams, the great catastrophe evolved from the book of Hetu Luo appeared in the dream. The expression on Wuzhiqi's face changed from disdain to silence. Finally, his pupils contracted sharply, and the addiction of the game was greatly reduced. A domineering and turbulent aura emerged from the ancient Huai River disaster.

Wei Yuan slowly explained the battlefield scene of the future catastrophe, and then slowly said:

"...And back then, Ying Long Gengchen, who had let me know about this catastrophe, made an appointment with me to go to West Kunlun. At that time, I seemed to be just going up and down the mountain, but I lost all the memories of being on the mountain, and I waited until I came to the foot of the mountain. Thirty years have passed since I saw the world."

"And I haven't changed."

Kuafu's pupils contracted, and his voice slowly said, "It takes thirty years to go up and down the mountain once."

Wuzhiqi also fell into silence.

Even the surging water vapor of Huai Water darkened.

Wei Yuan looked at them and said, "So, who did you think of?"

"In charge of years, time."

The astonishment and dignified strands of consternation appeared in the non-supported Qi golden pupils.

Kuafu's reaction was the same.

"The God of Sun, Moon and Years."

"His gaze is obscure, and his vision is lucid."

"Candle Nine Yin..."

Kuafu was silent for a long time and said:

"...I also lost my memories of the past."

It seems that the cable connects something.

Related to Hetu Luoshu, both Wei Yuan and Kuafu lost their memories.

For a while, the atmosphere of the entire dreamland became low and deep, as if endless shadows were suppressed. After a long time, Kuafu slowly breathed out a turbid breath. He had a premonition in the dark. This catastrophe, Wei Yuan's lost memory , And his own situation, He Tu Luo Shu, it is all one thing, but after all he has a gentle personality, after thinking about it, he still said:

"Although it is said that the nine yin candles can be related to the years and control the changes of day and night..."

"But it may not be Him."

"We... we should at least try to speculate."

"For example, to test it from the side... Although I don’t believe that Zhu Jiu Yin would do such a thing, I can’t completely deny the possibility... He is indeed the highest deity enshrined by Jiuyou, and Jiuyou Hundreds of millions of creatures in the kingdom have never had a bad relationship with humans."

"His strength is also strong enough to do all this."

"His gaze is obscurity, and his vision is lucid, and it is also the power that involves time."

Kuafu's expression is somber and complicated, the more he speaks, the more he can't go on.

Without support, Qi said: "...If it's a candle nine yin, you can try it."

When faced with the situation that the enemy might be Zhu Jiu Yin, even Lord Huai Guo Shui had to be cautious and said:

"For example, you can ask him some questions, and then guess the truth from his answers."

"After all, although I don't like this guy Geng Chen, he has participated in the battle between Emperor Xuanyuan and Chi You continuously, and the wheel battle has also promised me. Basically, he is the most powerful kind in the dragon clan. He can win him and be in charge. For years, there is only the ancient **** candle dragon, who is also the dragon clan..."

He and Wei Yuan discussed how to attack from the side and set the method of candle nine yin words.

Some of these methods made the ancient Kuafu startled, and he couldn't help saying:

"This... Shui Jun, when were you so smart."

"I mean, where did you learn these methods..."

Wuzhi Qi remained silent for a long time.

Solemnly said:

"Civilization and the stars."

"Of course, these things just gave me some insights, and the rest are my own thoughts."

The water monkey lifted his chin slightly.

Kuafu couldn't help being in awe.

Wei Yuan sorted out his emotions. If it were a player of P club who should directly hang a street lamp in the past, he would definitely complain about it. At this moment, his emotions are a bit complicated.

"Candle Nine Yin..."

Mana ripples and slowly dissipates, and after Wei Yuan contacted Zhu Jiuyin, Wuzhiqi and Kuafu were slightly silent, and then this guarding Jiuyou, in charge of the years, and the peak of the dragon clan, powerfully The **** who was enough to defeat Ying Long Gengchen happily attended the appointment, and with the deep cold of Ling Yu from the deepest part of Jiuyou, there was one more person in the dream.

Wearing a gray robe, the ancient candle nine-yin-eyed eyes were sitting on the seat, and he picked up the teacup.

The tone was flat and said:

"What can I do?"

Wuzhi Qi silently looked at Wei Yuan next to him.

‘You ask. ’

Kuafu silently looked at Wei Yuan next to him.

‘You are asking!’

Wei Yuan looked at them in silence.

‘Why don’t you ask? ! ’

There was an awkward and silent silence, Wei Yuan closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts, including Zhu Jiuyin’s personality weaknesses, including how to attack from the side, various corners have been calculated completely, and then he slowly spit out With a gloomy breath, Cheng Zhu was on his chest and opened his eyes.

In Wuzhiqi and Kuafu's expectant eyes.

Wei Yuan exhaled and slapped the table, saying:

"I lost 30 years of memory in the Tang Dynasty."

"Did you do it? Candle nine Yin?!"

Unsupported Qi pretending to play a game: "..."

Smiling Kuafu: "..."

broken! !

The water monkey's forehead twitches~www.wuxiahere.com~ This guy and Yu are in the same nest.

broken! !

Kuafu has a stomachache, and Mianxia inherited Xingtian's inheritance.

Wei Yuan's eyes were calm, staring at Zhu Jiuyin.

Zhu Jiuyin raised his head, eyes Canggu.

The previous peace and tranquility instantly became tight and heavy.

ps: The second update today.........Three thousand six hundred words.

It's still codewords, depending on the situation, it seems that it can be done like this... If there is no one at a point, just go to sleep, above.

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