Museum of Demons

　　 Dangdang, Dangdang.

　　 A crisp and rhythmic knock on the door sounded unhurriedly.

Wei Yuan glanced at the clock. It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the sky was completely dark outside. Because Wei Yuan broke through a barrier today, his mind was exhausted, so he went to bed at nine o'clock, and just fell asleep and had that nightmare. So awakened.

　　 This street is full of old shops.

　　 There is no one on the road now, this knock on the door makes people feel shocked.

　　 Wei Yuan didn't have any fear, raised his hand to hold the hilt of the broken sword, and walked over.

　　 open the door.

　　 A man in his thirties stood outside the door.

Dressed appropriately, with a gentle and elegant temperament, he was about to raise his hand to continue knocking, and saw Wei Yuan stunned for a moment, and then smiled politely: "It's so late, I'm bothering you, but I have been unable to make a call before, so I came here in person if I thought about it. , Are you old Li?"

　　 "My name is Fang Yang, this museum is mine."

With the crouching tiger decisively moving, Wei Yuan saw that the man in front of him exuded yang, which was not a ghost. He moved slightly in his heart and stepped aside, letting the man enter the room. The few ghosts who were still very interested just now Slip aside and hide.

　　 Fang Yang looked around the museum and sat down with a gentle smile.

　　 Wei Yuan poured two glasses of water.

　　 Fang Yang held the water, did not drink a mouthful, but exchanged a few words without margin, then said the main purpose, smiled and said:

　　 "I came here this time mainly to take back this museum."

"After all, it is rare for me to come back to Quan City once a year. In the past few years, I came only once three months ago. At that time, I could not come to see this museum. This museum should also be closed, huh... I left here at the beginning. I told my dad at the time that this is my hard work, dreams, and so on. I must go on driving and give my dad a scolding."

　　 Fang Yang smiled and shook his head.

　　 "Think about it now, it was so naive back then."

　　 "It's a long way, Mr. Li, look at the contract that was signed a few years ago. Let's settle things like salary."

　　 He took out a paper bag, it can be seen that he was too busy to open the contract before.

　　 opened it easily, took out the contract inside, and discussed: "Mr. Li, you came here half a year ago. The contract was terminated for special reasons. I will pay the penalty. How about your salary for seven months?"

　　 Wei Yuan did not look at the contract he handed over.

　　 turned around and took out another contract, which was placed in front of him.

　　 Fang Yang was at a loss.

　　 Wei Yuan said: "My surname is not Li, my surname is Wei."

　　 Fang Yang's face was slightly startled, and he frowned, "You are not Li Kai? Then why are you here? Is his friend watching for him?"

　　 Wei Yuan did not answer, and pushed the contract in front of him, motioning him to open it, and Fang Yang opened the contract suspiciously and looked at it. It was a recruitment agreement. The front was all fine, but he was a little surprised to see the generous reward.

　　 When I saw the last time and the signature of Party A, my face turned pale for a moment.

"This is impossible!"

　　 The gentle and elegant man yelled out almost subconsciously, his palms trembling.

　　 "My dad passed away four months ago!"

　　…………

　　 Fang Hongbo stared at the door with his eyes wide open.

　　 The knock on the door stopped.

　　 He panted roughly.

　　 Thinking of the person who had just called, memories emerged.

　　 He still remembers that it was someone who had been recruited more than two months ago.

In the six months before this person was recruited, three hired people ran away. They said they couldn't stand it, they said there was always knocking on the door in the middle of the night, they said blood would bleed on the wall, and they said they would hear footsteps outside. Sounds, but they will disappear again when they get closer, they said they quit and they want to leave.

　　 Even the one who said that it was the cemetery in the village who stayed overnight ran away.

　　 He didn't believe it, he went to guard himself, but he was also frightened.

　　 found this young man.

　　…………

　　 My name is Li Kai and I am from the village.

　　 Everyone says that I am brave, strong-spirited, and ghosts are afraid of three points.

　　 It's a pity that I couldn't read the book.

　　 I didn't want to farm at home, so I ran out of the city to work.

I washed the dishes, worked as a security guard, and later found a position to watch the museum. The salary is not low and the treatment is good. I heard that it is haunted here. I am very angry, but I am not afraid of ghosts. The owner of this museum is a very polite old man. Ask me to have a drink.

　　 said that this museum is his son's painstaking effort and dream, and it must be well protected.

　　 The old man often comes here to watch.

　　 I asked his son why he didn't come. He said that his son is abroad and he is busy at work and it is not convenient to come back.

　　 I think the old man is a bit pitiful.

　　 also felt that it was time to go back and see his parents.

　　 Before I had time to tell the old man, the old man had a car accident on his way to the museum, and the man was gone.

　　 I went to have a meal at the funeral.

After half a month, the room was noisy all day and night. I didn’t fall asleep. I didn’t know what happened to the faucet. It kept dripping, but when it passed, it got better again. It was very annoying. It was easy to fall asleep, and after a while, someone knocked on the door. I thought there was still no one. If I didn't care, I would calm down after a while.

　　 But it seemed to knock on the door this day with great strength.

　　 Dangdang, Dangdang.

　　 knocked me upset.

　　Who will knock on the door in the middle of the night? !

　　 knock knock knock, knock knock knock.

　　 rushing to the funeral!

I ran out angrily and opened the door, deciding which of the drunk guys to beat him up, there was a figure outside the door, I opened the door with anger, and when I saw the people outside, I felt full of heart. The blood that was almost ablaze with anger cooled down at once, and only felt cold in the back of his head.

　　 is the old man who passed away a few days ago, wearing a waistcoat and smiling politely.

　　 I just feel cold behind my back.

　　 Do you know the story of the dead knocking on the door?

　　 Pedestrians, ghosts go **, the dead knocked on the door of the living, this is to borrow his life.

For the first time in my life, my liver trembled and my legs were soft. I only remembered that I yelled that there was a ghost, and then I didn’t care about anything, the clothes in the house, the food and drink I just bought, I just bury my head and ran forward. He refused to go back to that museum anymore, and the phone was turned off directly.

　　 There is a ghost here!

　　 There is a ghost!

　　…………

　　 and in the museum.

　　 Fang Yang's face was pale, his palms trembling, he suddenly threw down the contract and stammered:

　　 "This is impossible, you forged it!"

　　 "You are a scam!"

　　 "My dad is gone, do you want to say that there are ghosts in this world?! Where? Are you trying to say that there are ghosts under my nose? There is a limit to joking, and scams on me."

　　 "Believe it or not, I call the police and let you squat in there for a few months?"

The more he said, the more angry he got, and then he really took out his mobile phone to make a call. Wei Yuan took a spare willow leaf, dipped it in the water that hadn't been used up before, and raised his hand on Fang Yang's eyes like lightning. With a brush, the latter was startled, worried about being unclean, and after raising his hand to wipe it for a long time, he opened his eyes angrily.

　　 her face turned pale.

　　 The room was overcrowded all at once.

In front of him was a venomous woman with a blue face. Behind Wei Yuan stood a man wearing an ancient military uniform, holding a knife in one hand, and a solemn look. UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked majestic, but there was a big hole in his heart. , Blood dripping.

　　 A pair of embroidered shoes danced, and a box creaked.

　　 The potted plant in the middle seems to be glowing.

　　 The two paper figures on the table rotate around with their hands.

Fang Yang's thoughts were stagnant, he turned his head stiffly, and saw a water ghost sitting on the sofa next to him who had been soaked in a circle, with rotten fishing nets on his body, and his chin on one hand. When Fang Yang looked over, he was still rushing. He blinked and gave a wink.

　　 "Ghost, ghost!!"

　　 Fang Yang shuddered in fright, and turned directly out of the sofa.

Wei Yuan pushed the water ghost and the poisonous ghost away, held down Fang Yang, and took out the official documents given to him. At any rate, Fang Yang calmed down a bit. Then he sent the matter directly to the special operations team and explained it. Turning, put the phone away, and when looking at Fang Yang, I thought of Fang Hongbo, who was the same as a normal person the first time I met.

　　 But at that time he did not have physical contact with Fang Hongbo.

　　 I have no way of doing things, and I can't see that the problem is normal.

But first Zhang Yue, and then Fang Hongbo, both are within Quan City, and the secret techniques involved have similarities. Wei Yuan has a vague premonition in his heart. This is probably the same as the people who previously told Zhang Yue the method of life extension. In this month, Xuan Yi and the others had found someone who passed the secret technique to Zhang Yue, only to find that Zhang Yue was only in contact with an intermediary.

　　 The Lord still hides it tightly.

　　 This kind of extrinsic sorcerer can't let it go.

　　 Wei Yuan looked at Fang Yang who was in a daze, thought for a while, and said:

　　 "Did you drive just now?"

　　PS: Well, I want to try my best to write the story in this book as interesting as possible.

　　I can’t catch it, everyone, please forgive me, lie down...